Maybe This Ain't Heaven

by Johnny Paycash

Songs around a campfire, counting falling stars

Listen to the tune the crickets keep

Poking in the embers, troubles seem so far

Kids look like angels as they sleep

Arm around my shoulder, gentle harmonies

Fire keeps our faces warm as toast

Making plans and music with the ones I love the most

Maybe this ain't heaven but it's close

Maybe this ain't heaven but it's close

Maybe it's not perfect but almost

Making plans and music with the ones I love the most

Maybe this ain't heaven but it's close

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It makes a man feel lucky just to be alive

In a land where he can do what he thinks best

I'm free to roam the mountains and the forests of the East

Or chase down wild horses in the West

Lord, I want to leave my children

What my father gave to me

It's the treasure that I cherish most

Just living here where freedom stretches coast to coast

Maybe this ain't heaven but it's close  

     Chorus

Making plans and music with the ones I love the most

Maybe this ain't heaven but it's close

---By Johnny Paycash