Hometown In Heaven Lyrics by The Band Loula
Is there a stream that weaves through the willows?
Is there a pantry full of mason jars?
Is there French lace on soft feathered pillows?
Gourd full of seed hanging in the backyard?
Do out of tune uprights play hymnal music?
Does dust turn to gold on every old truck?
Maybe barns look like castles and fences are picket
And is there more corn than I could ever shuck?
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know how it can get any better
Than supper and sunsets as 7
But I think that God has created a place that
Looks like my hometown in Heaven, mm
I hope there’s old souls down at the diner
And I hope there’s angels picking on a porch
And if there’s a gathering, it’s a revival
A corner in glory where no one locks their doors
I don’t know how it can get any better
Than supper and sunsets as 7
But I think that God has created a place that
Looks like my hometown in Heaven
Ooh (Oh), oh
And when I walk in, will I hear a Southern drawl?
Smell Nanny’s cornbread cooking on the stove?
I don’t know how it can get any better
Than supper and sunsets as 7
But I think that God has created a place that
Looks like my hometown in Heaven
Oh, hayfields in every direction
And I know that God has created a place that
Looks like my hometown in Heaven
Looks like my hometown in Heaven
Mm-hm