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