Where To Now St. Peter?

I took myself a blue canoe And I floated like a leaf Dazzling, dancing half enchanted In my Merlin sleep Crazy was the feeling Restless were my eyes Insane, they took the paddles My arms they paralyzed So where to now, St. Peter? If it's true I'm in your hands I may not be a Christian But I've done all one man can I understand I'm on the road Where all that was is gone So where to now, St. Peter? Show me which road I'm on Which road I'm on It took a sweet young foreign gun This lazy life is short Something for nothing always ending With a bad report Dirty was the daybreak Sudden was the change In such a silent place as this Beyond the rifle range So where to now, St. Peter? If it's true I'm in your hands I may not be a Christian But I've done all one man can I understand I'm on the road Where all that was is gone So where to now, St. Peter? Show me which road I'm on Which road I'm on I took myself a blue canoe