Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore.
It's gettin' dark,
too dark for me to see
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
.
.
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore.
.
That long black cloud is comin' down
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
.I can't use it anymore.
It's gettin' dark,
too dark for me to see
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
.
.
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore.
.
That long black cloud is comin' down
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
3 comments:
"Flowers & Weapons"...hee hee!
*shaking head*
Can't say that I particularly liked their version....
Or their garb...LOL
well, I thought that Eric Clapton had done a version, but could only find Bob Dylan on the tube, so settled for this on account of shot liking geeeeeeeetar
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