Lyric Heavenly houseboat blues

by Townes Van Zandt

I m building a houseboat in heaven
to sail those deep and holy seas
I m building a houseboat in heaven
and it s welcome aboard you sweet peace


The bow she is made of solid silver
and the hall she is made of solid gold
she ain t much long the line s a-floating
but she s yours, babe, to have and to hold


I rode my old guitar to heaven
but heaven didn t feel too much like home
so I m headed out on to them lonesome oceans
in my rubystudded houseboat to roam