Where To Now St. Peter?
I took myself a blue canoeAnd I floated like a leafDazzling, dancingHalf enchantedIn my Merlin sleep
Crazy was the feelingRestless were my eyesInsane they took the paddlesMy arms they paralyzed
So where to now St. PeterIf it's true I'm in your handsI may not be a ChristianBut I've done all one man canI understand I'm on the roadWhere all that was is goneSo where to now St. PeterShow me which road I'm onWhich road I'm on
It took a sweet young foreign gunThis lazy life is shortSomething for nothing always endingWith a bad report
Dirty was the daybreakSudden was the changeIn such a silent place as thisBeyond the rifle range
I took myself a blue canoe