Little cowboy he grew up in them bars
Just'a watchin' them old folks sing and play guitar
Swore that one day he'd be underneath them lights
And he would make as much money as anyone else there that night
Ten years later he's just downtown in Nashville
Sellin' something that ain't for sale
Sometimes it's heaven out here
Sometimes it's hard to tell
An old man now could play along with the radio
How he could do that there ain't no way we could know
He could sing songs and bring tears to your eyes
But there ain't nobody listenin' in those bars downtown every Saturday night
He's seen some good times, ya'll
But he's seen mostly, mostly rain and hail
Sometimes it's heaven out here
Sometimes it's hard to tell
I'll tell you now
Sometimes it's heaven out here
Sometimes it's hard to tell
Used to rise with cloudy skies and go to work with spider John
And he'd always play that same damn country song
We were swimmin' downwards just like a bomb
And it was hard at times to tell just how far down we had gone
But we would wake up now, just starin' up somehow
From the bottom of the well
Thought that was heaven now boys
Lookin' back it's hard to tell
I'll tell you now
Thought that was heaven out there boys
Lookin' back it's hard to tell
She must have been now about eighteen years old
We were always in a hurry so we headed out on the road
Round the corners now the car started to fishtail
And we ended up meetin' her old friend the guard rail
But ah, I'm pretty sure that I don't hate her now
But I'm pretty sure she still hates herself
Sometimes it's heaven out here
Sometimes it's hard to tell
I'll tell you now
Sometimes it's heaven out here
Sometimes it's hard to tell