Booked Tonight In Heaven

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[Verse 1]
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  I walked upon the front porch
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Momma met me at the door
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She said son I tried to call you
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but you were on the road
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  She put her arms around me
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And said it's bad news you know
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  Papa he's been holding on
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He don't have long to go

[Verse 2]
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  We all gathered around him
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  He had words to say
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He talked about the good times
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And the good old USA
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  He talked about the music
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that  we used to play
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  He looked out on the front porch
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I could barely hear him say

[Chorus]
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They’re tuning up my fiddle
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they've rosined up my bow
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  The angels are preparing
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For a country music show
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I'm booked tonight in heaven
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I must be on a roll
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  The band of angels need
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a fiddle in their show

[Solo]
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[Verse 3]
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I guess sadness brings a memory
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  When I was a boy sitting on that 
front porch
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Me and papa making noise
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Back then we called it music
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We was my momma's stars
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The front porch was the Opry stage
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And the dream that took us far

[Chorus]
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Their tuning up his fiddle
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They've rosined up his bow
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  The angels are preparing
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For a country music show
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He's booked tonight in heaven
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He must be on a roll
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  The band of angels need him
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To fiddle in their show
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  The band of angels need him
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To fiddle in their show