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


I took myself a blue canoe