Capo: 1st fret INTRO: E ------------------------------------|-------------------------------| B ------5---5--3---3--1---1-1/6-5-----|-5---5--3---3--1---1-1/6-5-----| G -1/5----5------4------2---------7-5-|---5------4------2---------7-5-| D ------------------------------------|-------------------------------| A ------------------------------------|-------------------------------| E ------------------------------------|-------------------------------| VERSE: C I believe this life we're living C Ain't all there is Am And there's something better up there Am Waiting after this F I've sat on Sunday mornings F Listened to that preacher preach G And I get what he's saying G But man, if you ask me CHORUS: F You think pearly gates G You think streets of gold C G* And I think about them long leaf pines Am G Lined on Tobacco Road F You think skies of blue G You think angels' wings C G* I think grandpa on an old creek bank Am G And a Zebco 33 Dm We all got our own opinions C We all believe what we believe F G But everything that's Heaven to you C Is Carolina to me VERSE: C I've already walked with Jesus C Going through Kill Devil Hills Am And I've talked to God face to face Am Sitting high up in Linville F But if you still want your mansion F And your perfect paradise G Then go on and get yours G And I'll head on back to mine CHORUS: F You think pearly gates G You think streets of gold C G* And I think about them long leaf pines Am G Lined on Tobacco Road F You think skies of blue G You think angels' wings C G* I think wild horses on the Outer Banks Am G Running up and down the beach Dm We all got our own opinions C We all believe what we believe F G But everything that's Heaven to you F F F F G Is Carolina to me BREAK: Am Well if you still want your mansion G And your perfect paradise F Then go on and get yours G G G G And I'll head on back to mine CHORUS: F You think pearly gates G You think streets of gold C G* And I think about them long leaf pines Am G Lined on Tobacco Road F You think skies of blue G You think angels' wings C G* And I think about ole Andy Griffith Am G Whistling on TV Dm And we all got our own opinions C We all believe what we believe F G G G But everything that's Heaven to you C Is Carolina to me F C G C Is Carolina to meeee-eeee-eee
I believe this life we're living Ain't all there is And there's something better up there Waiting after this I've sat on Sunday mornings Listened to that preacher preach And I get what he's saying Man, if you ask me You think pearly gates You think streets of gold And I think about them long leaf pines lined on Tobacco Road You think skies of blue You think angels' wings I think grandpa on an old creek bank and a Zebco 33 We all got our own opinions We all believe what we believe But everything that's Heaven to you Is Carolina to me I've already walked with Jesus Going through Kill Devil Hills And I've talked to God face to face Sitting high up in Linville But if you still want your mansion And your perfect paradise Then go on and get yours And I'll head on back to mine You think pearly gates You think streets of gold And I think about them long leaf pines lined on Tobacco Road You think skies of blue You think angels' wings I think wild horses on the Outer Banks running up and down the beach We all got our own opinions We all believe what we believe But everything that's Heaven to you Is Carolina to me Well if you still want your mansion And your perfect paradise Then go on and get yours And I'll head on back to mine You think pearly gates You think streets of gold And I think about them long leaf pines lined on Tobacco Road You think skies of blue You think angels' wings And I think about ole Andy Griffith whistling on TV We all got our own opinions We all believe what we believe But everything that's Heaven to you Is Carolina to me Is Carolina to me
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