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