Intro 
G     C     G     C 


[Verso 1]

 
    G 
I’m there when the door opens 10am 
   C 
3rd bench seat throw a 20 in 
Em 
Offering plate bow my head for grace 
    D 
No, I don’t miss a Sunday 

        G 
Yeah, I had my doubts like anyone else 
C 
Still don’t doubt the man upstairs 
     Em                            D 
Just wonder if we don’t got it all figured out 

Just hear me out 


[Refrão]


        G                   C 
What if Heaven looks like a honkytonk 
        D 
There’s bar stools filled with fools 
       C           D 
And to come as you are 
   G 
St Peter’s slinging cold one and no last call 

        C 
Yeah, I might sound crazy and I’m probably dead wrong 
    Em                                           C 
But what the Hell, we’re all looking for answers ain’t we 
      Am7                  G                       C 
Mines Jesus out of nowhen, Jukebox with Willie and Charley 
D                G     C 
    And God on a Harley 


[Verso 2]

 
        G 
Well, I pray the prayers, I walk the aisles 
      C 
But a sawdust floor is more my style 
       Em 
With a Stained glass full of beer, pour a tall one stout 
D 
   That’s what I’m talking about 


[Refrão]


       G                   C 
I hope Heaven looks like a honkytonk 
        D 
There’s bar stools filled with fools 
       C           D 
And to come as you are 
   G 
St Peter’s slinging cold one and no last call 

        C 
Yeah, I might sound crazy and I’m probably dead wrong 
    Em                                           C 
But what the Hell, we’re all looking for answers ain’t we 
      Am7                  G                       C 
Mines Jesus out of nowhen, Jukebox with Willie and Charley 
D                G          C 
    And God on a Harley  ah yeah 
         Em     D  C 
God on a Harley 


[Ponte]


D                            C 
What’s so wrong getting gone after your gone 
   D 
Or getting your heavenly boot scoot on 
     C                              D 
To a country song can’t be the only one 


[Refrão]


          G                     C 
Who wants Heaven to look like a honkytonk 
        D 
There’s bar stools filled with fools 
       C           D 
And to come as you are 

   G 
St Peter’s slinging cold one and no last call 
        C 
Yeah, I might sound crazy and I’m probably dead wrong 
    Em                                           C 
But what the Hell, we’re all looking for answers ain’t we 
      Am7                       G             C 
Yeah, what you gonna say if you get there and see 
D           G      C 
   God on a Harley 

Outro 
         G      C 
God on a Harley 
         G          C 
God on a Harley, ah yeah 
            G      C 
My God on a Harley