Lyrics:

The Preacher told me last Sunday mornin'
'Son, you better start livin' right.
You need to quit the women and whiskey and carrying on all night.
Don't you want to hear him call your name when you're standing at the pearly gates?'
I told the Preacher 'Yes, I do, but I hope he don't call today.' Are you ready?

Everybody wants to go to Heaven.
Have a mansion high above the clouds.
Everybody wanna go to Heaven, but nobody wanna go now.

Said, Preacher, maybe you didn't see me throw an extra twenty in the plate.
There's one for everything I did last night,
and one to get me through today.
Here's a ten to help you remember, next time you got the good Lord's ear.
Say-
I'm comin' but there ain't no hurry
I'm havin' fun down here. Don't you know that-

Everybody wants to go to Heaven.
Get their wings and fly around.
Everybody wanna go to Heaven
but nobody wanna go now.

Some day I wanna see those streets of gold.
Get my halo.
But I wouldn't mind waitin' at least a hundred years or so.

Everybody wanna go to Heaven
It beats the other place
there ain't no doubt.
Everybody wanna go to Heaven
but nobody wanna go now.

Everybody wants to go to Heaven.
Hallalujeh! Let me hear you shout.
Everybody wanna go to Heaven
but nobody wanna go now.

I think I can speak for the crowd.
Nobody wanna go now.
Yeah.