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