Can I Take My Hounds to Heaven? (Joyful Noise Version) Tyler Childers

And we hollered three or four times, and they started, huh
Tell me—, tell me—, tell me—, tell me—
Tell me—, tell me—

Tell me there are streets of gold
Tell me there are streets of gold
Tell me there are streets of gold
And angels in the air

Past or present, star
And when the Lord called

Tell me thеre are streets of gold
Tell mе there are streets of gold
Tell me there are streets of gold
And angels in the air
Tell me there are streets of gold
Tell me there are streets of gold
Tell me there are streets of gold (What's the matter with ya?)
And angels in the air

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And the then Lord [?]
And the then Lord called the poor thing home