Heaven Is A Small Town

Well, he was dead a good three minutes when The doctors brought him back. They called him a fighter. I called him Uncle Jack. Yeah, when they took us back to see him, They said, "The morphine's kicking in. He's been telling us some tall tales. Just listen, Here he goes again." And Jack said, "I just came from somewhere with Gold dusty roads. I was walking towards a bright porch light the Angels leave on. There were no gangs or prisons, No graffiti on the wall. Just some blood red paint on a water tower That reads, 'Jesus loves us all.' And all my Life, I thought it'd be a big place, But I know better now. Heaven is a small town." And he said, "Grandma and Grandpa were up there Sittin' in the shade, but Grandma's hands weren't Shakin' and Grandpa's back was straight." They said, "I saw your mama, And she said to tell you, 'Remember just the Other day when that music box she gave you Played Amazing Grace out of the blue? Well, that was her Singin' to you.'" He just came from somewhere with gold dusty roads. He'd been walking towards a bright porch light the Angels leave on. He said, "The church house there was empty 'cause No one has to pray. God just lives right down the street. They talk to Him face to face." And here all my life, I thought it'd be A big place, But one day we'll all find out Heaven is a small town.