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Booked Tonight In Heaven

Song Author Gary Josey Performer: Gene Watson Submitted by: Anonymous

[C]I walked upon the front porch momma [G7]met me at the door
She said son I tried to call you but [C]you were on the road
She [F]put her arms around me and said it's [C]bad news you know
[G7]Papa he's been holding on he don't have long to [C]go  

We all gathered around him [G7]he had words to say
He talked about the good times and the [C]good old USA
He [F]talked about the music [C]that we used to play
He [G7]looked out on the front porch I could barely hear him [C]say  

They´re [F]tuning up my fiddle they've [C]rosined up my bow
The [G7]angels are preparing for a [C]country music show
I'm [F]booked tonight in heaven [C]I must be on a roll
The [G7]band of angels need a [F]fiddle in their [C]show

I guess sadness brings a memory [G7]when I was a boy
Sitting on that front porch me and [C]papa making noise
Back [F]then we called it music [C]we was my momma's stars
[G7]The front porch was the Opry stage and the dream that took us [C]far  

Their [F]tuning up his fiddle they've [C]rosined up his bow
The [G7]angels are preparing for a [C]country music show
He's [F]booked tonight in heaven [C]he must be on a roll
The [G7]band of angels need him to [F]fiddle in their [C]show

The [G7]band of angels need him to [F]fiddle in their [C]show


I walked upon the front porch momma met me at the door
She said son I tried to call you but you were on the road
She put her arms around me and said it's bad news you know
Papa he's been holding on he don't have long to go

We all gathered around him he had words to say
He talked about the good times and the good old USA
He talked about the music that we used to play
He looked out on the front porch I could barely hear him say

They´re tuning up my fiddle they've rosined up my bow
The angels are preparing for a country music show
I'm booked tonight in heaven I must be on a roll
The band of angels need a fiddle in their show

I guess sadness brings a memory when I was a boy
Sitting on that front porch me and papa making noise
Back then we called it music we was my momma's stars
The front porch was the Opry stage and the dream that took us far

Their tuning up his fiddle they've rosined up his bow
The angels are preparing for a country music show
He's booked tonight in heaven he must be on a roll
The band of angels need him to fiddle in their show

The band of angels need him to fiddle in their show

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