Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Emmert
Acoustic Guitar
Jared Manzo
Bass
David Freeman
Mandolin
Stephen "tebbs" Karney
Dobro
Amelia C. Ransom
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Emmert
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Emmert
Producer
Dan Emery
Engineer
Lyrics
I see that big old white limousine, rolling my way this morning
Adios friends this is the end, i hear my name they're a' calling
Climbing on in there's the smell of my sins and a sad song a sounding so low
A shirt with my name and a big pair of wings, I'm relieved to finally know
I'm goin to heaven, up there in the sky
I'm goin to heaven, and i don't know why
I'm goin to heaven, I've finally been saved
I'm goin to heaven, i wish i had shaved
Well the ride was real long and the same old sad song was a' playing the whole way we went
The driver kept sayin you better start prayin it's never too late to repent
Then the clouds separated and i saw the gates and he cried out its the end of the line
There sat the lord in an old flatbed ford just a'waitin to haul me inside
Im going to heaven, land of glory and grace
Im going to heaven, despite the hell that ive raised
Im going to heaven, i hope ill fit in
Im goin to heaven, ill sure miss my friends
So i opened the door, sat next to the lord he looked at me once and he smiled
He said son how you been, ive missed you my friend, it certainly has been awhile
So i told him my story and i told him im sorry and i asked him why he let me in
He said ill tell you the truth, long ago in my youth, i did worse things than you even did
I'm goin to heaven, i can't believe my eyes
I'm goin to heaven, that old by and by
I'm going to heaven, with my ole pal the lord
I'm goin to heaven, and we're taking a ford
I'm goin to heaven, i hope I'll fit in
I'm goin to heaven, and well hell, here's all my old friends
How'd you boys get in here? I never thought they'd let you in, thank you, lord!
Amen
Written by: Chris Emmert