Beer battered chicken, sweet iced tea Nightcrawlers, crickets, and a Zebco 33 Old Glory wavin' at you as you're driving by the courthouse And it's just another day in Heaven South Little country angel, like you've never seen Took a pair of scissors to a pair of jeans You pick her up on Friday, and you pucker up and kiss her on the mouth And it's just another day in Heaven South You drive down Main Street and everybody's there Subwoofers boomin' like cannons in the square Sign says no cruisin' but nobody cares I got a girl to put my arm around And it's just another day in Heaven South Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh It's just another day in Heaven Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh There's a bunch of lawn chairs in the living room Cause there's a UFC fight on paperview Gonna thaw out deer steaks, got fireworks for afterwards tonight Gotta make a little run for beer and ice Down on Main Street everybody's there Subwoofers boomin' like cannons in the square Turn on the news you'd think the world ain't got a prayer But if you turn it off and look around, it's just another day in Heaven South Eggs on the griddle Coffee in my cup Farmer on a tractor Kids on a bus Old Glory wavin' as they raise Her up above the courthouse And it's just another day in Heaven South Oh-oh-oh It's just another day in Heaven Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh It's just another day in Heaven Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh