In a little slice of heaven
We like it out here where the grass grows greener
You can see the Little Dipper you can trace it with your finger
Time moves slower, and the tea tastes sweeter
If ya falling for a girl then your Mamas gotta meet her
It’s map dot off the black top
Where you swear God painted the back drop

Just a bunch of boys chasing girls
Jack chasing that Coke
Racing F-150’s down a no name road
Blue jean angel with a wild child side
Lighting up a small town Saturday night
Singing all night long
Long as it’s a country song
When the sun goes down, man we count our blessings
Raise a little hell in a little slice of heaven

It’s a country mile long and a country mile wide
Round here we like things that money can’t buy
Like a backyard brisket, and some potluck pie
Boot flask whiskey when the cooler runs dry
In a map dot off the black top
Make ya wanna drink it up to the very last drop

Just a bunch of boys chasing girls
Jack chasing that Coke
Racing F-150’s down a no name road
Blue jean angel with a wild child side
Lighting up a small town Saturday night
Singing all night long
Long as it’s a country song
When the sun goes down, man we count our blessings
Raise a little hell in a little slice of heaven
Bunch of boys chasing girls
Jack chasing that Coke
Racing F-150’s down a no name road
Blue jean angel with a wild child side
Lighting up a small town Saturday night
Singing all night long
Long as it’s a country song
When the sun goes down, man we count our blessings
Raise a little hell in a little slice of heaven

In a little slice of heaven