My body's aching from laying in this bed   I went singing in the rain and the cold got to my head   I don't know who's paying, I just know what the doctor said   84 years of a sinning life and in the morning I'll be dead, oh yeah      I had three daughters, a new man for every one   And the only man that I ever loved left me with my only son   I was a no good mother, I was a no good wife   There's only one thing that I did right in this godforsaken life      So Saint Peter, won't you open up the big white gate   ?Cause I heard about forgiveness and I hope it ain't too late   No, I ain't no holy roller but you go tell your King   That all the folks up in heaven might like to hear me sing      I sang to my children before they strayed so far   I sang for my lover or a nickel in a tip jar   I never knew Jesus, I never read the Good Book   But on my day of dying I'm giving life a second look      Saint Peter, won't you open up the big white gate   ?Cause I heard about forgiveness and I hope it ain't too late   No, I ain't no holy roller but you go tell your King   That all the folks up in heaven might like to hear me sing, yes, they would      It's coming on time now and my body's getting cold   I've got no will, I've got no prayer, my story's all been told   I'm ready for the land of fire but I'd love to see the land of gold   So nurse bring me my guitar, one more song before I go      Saint Peter, won't you open up the big white gate   ?Cause I heard about forgiveness and I?m hoping that it ain't too late   No, I ain't no holy roller but you go tell your King   That all the folks up in heaven might like to hear me sing   All the folks up in heaven might like to hear me