Little cowboy he grew up in them bars Just'a watchin' them old folks sing and play guitar Swore that one day he'd be underneath them lights And he would make as much money as anyone else there that night Ten years later he's just downtown in Nashville Sellin' something that ain't for sale Sometimes it's heaven out here Sometimes it's hard to tell An old man now could play along with the radio How he could do that there ain't no way we could know He could sing songs and bring tears to your eyes But there ain't nobody listenin' in those bars downtown every Saturday night He's seen some good times, ya'll But he's seen mostly, mostly rain and hail Sometimes it's heaven out here Sometimes it's hard to tell I'll tell you now Sometimes it's heaven out here Sometimes it's hard to tell Used to rise with cloudy skies and go to work with spider John And he'd always play that same damn country song We were swimmin' downwards just like a bomb And it was hard at times to tell just how far down we had gone But we would wake up now, just starin' up somehow From the bottom of the well Thought that was heaven now boys Lookin' back it's hard to tell I'll tell you now Thought that was heaven out there boys Lookin' back it's hard to tell She must have been now about eighteen years old We were always in a hurry so we headed out on the road Round the corners now the car started to fishtail And we ended up meetin' her old friend the guard rail But ah, I'm pretty sure that I don't hate her now But I'm pretty sure she still hates herself Sometimes it's heaven out here Sometimes it's hard to tell I'll tell you now Sometimes it's heaven out here Sometimes it's hard to tell