All my heroes are going to heaven All the junkies and the liars and the fools All good-timing men will leave their voices on the wind It's a kindness we cannot repay to them There's a choir singing in a Southern accent A fiddle in the band There's a hallelujah on the lips of every dying man Mama don't you cry when they're dead and gone Jesus he loves his sinners and heaven is a honky tonk (whoo, hoo) I won't say their names They've been sad enough in vain Just the memory and the thousand years of smiles The lines around your eyes Tell me you're not far behind But I can see that living free was worth the while There's a choir singing in a Southern accent A fiddle in the band There's a hallelujah on the lips of every dying man Mama don't you cry when they're dead and gone Jesus he loves his sinners and heaven is a honky tonk (whooo, ooh) Happiness they say, is a jukebox that always plays And a lonesome heart ain't lonely anymore Every soul that dared passed on Is now covered in neon They dance with silver wings on wooden floors There's a choir singing in a Southern accent A fiddle in the band There's a hallelujah on the lips of every dying man Mama don't you cry when they're dead and gone Jesus he loves his sinners and heaven is a honky tonk (whooo, ooh)