i took my self 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 padles my arms they paralyzed (Chorus) so where to now st. peter if its true im in your hands i may not be a christian but ive done all one man can i understand im on the road where all that was is gone so where to now st. peter show me which road im on which road im on i took a sweet young foreign gun this lazy life is short something for nothing always ended with a bad report dirty was the day break sudden was the change in such a silent place is this beyond the riffle range (To Chorus) Coda: i took my self a blue canoe