text: 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 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
  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