| Last night I dreamed I went to Hillbilly Heaven, oh what a beautiful sight
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| St. Peter come up to me and he said «now Marty who do you want to see»
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| So I began to think
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| I said «why don’t you call up old Hank Williams and see if he’s free»
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| 'Cause Hank saw the world from a Cadillac
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| And he carried them Lovesick Blues right on his back
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| Ah yeah
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| Sure as I was dreaming, sure as I was born
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| Around my neck came this long skinny arm
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| And he said, «Howdy Hoss, my name is Hank, now what brings you here»
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| So I began to think
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| I said «Hank brother, you’ve seen it all
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| You’ve seen 'em come and go and you’ve seen 'em rise and fall
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| And right now country music’s got more singers than I believe I’ve ever seen
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| So many people got to follow out their dream»
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| «But I feel different,» I said, «'cause I’m a natural born cat
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| I’m country to the bone, but I don’t wear no hat»
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| Oh no, two three
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| Said «I started with Lester back in '72
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| All I wanted to be was a little different like him and you»
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| He said «whoa now, it just takes a little longer to make it if you’re different,
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| I guess
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| But you just sing what’s in your heart and God’s gonna do the rest
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| Just be what you are at all times and just tell the folks out there the truth
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| And that ain’t gonna cost you a dime
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| But if you plan to be different son, you’re just rolling the dice
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| And you know you ain’t the first one to pay that price
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| 'Cause there was me and Elvis and there was Bocephus too
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| There was Waylon and Willie and there was Bill Monroe
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| And I guess you know about ole Johnny Cash
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| And I think what the world needs right now is a Jumpin' Jack Flash»
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| Up in Hillbilly Heaven I saw Keith Whitley, I saw Patsy Cline
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| I saw Reba McEntire’s band, they were all friends of mine
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| And I began to tremble and I began look
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| I knew I was dreaming but I just couldn’t wake up
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| Then out of nowhere came this long Cadillac
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| The driver said «Now come on there Hank we gotta take you back
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| Thirty minutes before your next show
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| We’re running behind so we gotta go»
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| He said «Marty, I tell you what you do
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| You just go on back down there and you make us proud
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| And remember wherever you go
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| There’s a little hillbilly in every crowd»
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| And he got in that old car and he drove off slow
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| But right here is what he said before he shut that door |