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Sure Feels Like Heaven To Me

Words and Music by Donald R. Goldsmith/bbwolfe copyright 2005
All rights reserved.

It sure feels like heaven to me

Pickin’ my guitar

An’ sittin’ on the front porch swing

There’s a gentle breeze a blowin’

Honeysuckle’s fill the air

A train whistle can be heard

Off in the distance over there


Maggie’s sittin’ next to me

I can hear her hum the tune

We just might rock this day away

And dance under the moon


I’ll spin you around and around....

Pick you up and sit you down

Ashes, ashes, we tumble to the ground

It sure feels like heaven to me

Pickin’ my guitar

And floating on down the stream

The fish aren’t bitin

but the Margarita’s are

So we’ll drop our anchor

Down at the old sandbar

And then the fireworks between us

will light up the evening sky

The ol’ pontoon will gently rock

Like the motion of a butterfly

The world turns around and around.....

The sun comes up and the moon goes down

Ashes, ashes, we tumble to the ground.