Well I opened my eyes this morning   I wasn’t at home in bed   There were four angels standing round me   I thought I must be dead   Yeah I opened my eyes this morning   Thought I must be dead   There were four angels standing round me   and the room was painted red     Won't you have mercy on your wicked son   Take me up to heaven not hell where I belong   Yeah!    Well the sky began to tremble   and the rain began to fall   Four angels standing round me   and it weren't no social call   Yeah, the sky began to tremble   the rain began to fall   I fell down on my knees praying, Lord!   but it didn't do no good at all     Won't you have mercy on your wicked son   Take me up to heaven not hell where I belong   Yeah!