It's a tin roof on a front porch,
a hound dog at the screen door.
How could anybody want more than a little piece of heaven on dirt?
You roll up in your off-road,
underneath that halo.
Can't hide with camo,
my little piece of heaven on dirt.
Coyotes howling hallelujah,
sundown sand I saw the light.
Siding my rocking chair next to you,
swear I've never been this high,
by your side.
Feels like I
found my
heaven on dirt.
Chickens pecking in the backyard,
chicken picking on a guitar.
Going fishing when it gets dark,
oh it sounds like heaven on dirt.
Coyotes howling hallelujah,
sundown sand I saw the light.
Siding my rocking chair next to you,
swear I've never been this high,
by your side.
Feels like I found my
heaven on dirt.
This old red clay,
barbed wire hideaway,
seems like a million miles away.
Feels like another world,
sitting right here with you,
girl.
They can have their high rides,
concrete and bright lights,
long as I'm on this side.
Give me here and you and that flannel shirt,
ain't nothing worth this kind of church.
It's like heaven on dirt.
Can you hear that?
Hear that?
Baby, can you hear that?
Coyotes howling hallelujah,
sundown sand I saw the light.
Siding my rocking chair next to you,
swear I've never been so high,
by your side.
Feels like I found my heaven on dirt.
Coyotes howling hallelujah,
sundown sand I saw the light.
Siding my rocking chair next to you,
heaven on dirt.