Driveway

A long wooden fence to a tall hickory tree

A wraparound porch with an old cedar swing

We don't get to choose, but if I had my way

My road to the sky would look just like a walk up the driveway

To Grandma sayin', "Y'all come and get it"

Me and Granddaddy just gettin' back from some fishin'

Dust flyin' up every step that we're steppin'

So whenever I picture Heaven

I see a long wooden fence to a tall hickory tree

A dog on the porch slowly fallin' asleep

We don't get to choose, but if I had my way

My road to the sky would look just like

A walk up the driveway

A walk up the driveway to my baby

Chasin' after our youngins

Me and my brothers talkin' about baseball and huntin'

The rustlin' of cash crops with a sun-settin' backdrop

Them gold streets are nice, yeah, but my paradise is

That long wooden fence to a tall hickory tree

The leaves blowin' round on a cool autumn breeze

We don't get to choose, but if I had my way

My road to the sky would look just like

A walk up the driveway