Guitars In Heaven Lyrics

I've heard of all the heavenly angels

Blowing trumpets clear and loud

Heard of naked flying babies

Pluckin' harps among the clouds

Well maybe I've been miss'n it

With all I've heard so far

But no one up in heaven

Seems to be playin' a guitar

So, when my days down here are finally done

I'll have no more questions except just one

If I promise not to strum it twenty-four seven

Will they let me play guitar in heaven?

No guitars in hell either

As far as I've been told

But the devil went down to Georgia

And he lost his fiddle of gold

If there ain't guitars in heaven

Not sure I wanna go

But hell's no sure thing either

And it's hot down there you know

So, when my days down here are finally done

I'll have no more questions except just one

If I promise not to strum it twenty-four seven

Will they let me play guitar in heaven?

This good old trusty friend

Has taken me this far

And I wonder just how long

I can play in this old bar

Not sure what it's like up there

Don't know what the rules are

But no one up in heaven

Seems to be playin' a guitar

So, when my days down here are finally done

I'll have no more questions except just one

If I promise not to strum it twenty-four seven

Will they let me play guitar in heaven?

If I promise not to strum it twenty-four seven

Will they let me play guitar in heaven?

Will they let me play guitar in heaven?

Will they let me play guitar in heaven?