Capo: 1st fret
INTRO:
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G -1/5----5------4------2---------7-5-|---5------4------2---------7-5-|
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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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