There's a girl who lives on heaven hillnI go up to her cabin stillnShe keeps a lantern lit for menAnd a bottle up on her mantelpiecennShe's the girl who lives on heaven hillnnShe's got a big room and it's always a messnWorn out shoes and a worn out dressnA worn out smile that she'll wear some morenAnd a worn out welcome mat by her doornnI'd trade big mountains and rooms full of goldnFor just one look at the beauty of this woman's soulnUp on heaven hill is where I wanna benThat girl that bottle that mattress and me