Everybody has their own idea of heaven  What kind of paradise they'll see   Pearly gates, streets of gold  No getting sick, or growin old  Sounds like a beautiful place to be  But as for me    My heaven is a wood frame house with a great big porch goin all the way around  Sittin on the swing listenin to the sound of the birds singin  My heaven is a warm summer day in the back yard  While the kids all play, flies and mosquitos stay away   While we're eattin watermelon  That's my heaven    You're always gonna find a few non-believers  Those who stay lost in the dark  But I believe there is a place  Full of light 'n love and grace  And I don't believe that its all that far in my heart    My heaven is a cell phone ring while I'm at work  And the only thing that you have to say   Is you miss me and get home in a hurry  My heaven is the very worst day that I spent with you  When you were so mad but I still knew   Nobody would leave cause that don't happen  In my heaven    My heaven is where I am now on the front porch of the wood frame house   Swingin with you just lookin around at all I've been given and this life I'm livin  Is my heaven  My heaven, My heaven