Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door

 

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can’t use it anymore.
It’s gettin’ dark, too dark to see
And I feel like I’m 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
You know I won’t shoot them anymore.
The long black cloud is comin’ down
And I feel like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door.

Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door

I will wipe these tears from my eyes
You know I won’t shed them anymore
The long black cloud is comin’ down on me
And 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

About Henri Thibodeau

Freelance writer and translator based in Quebec, Canada.
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1 Response to Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door

  1. Jacques says:

    C’est une belle découverte pour moi. Merci Henri de nous la partager !

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