Knockin' On Heaven' S Door - Randy Crawford

Mama take this badge from me

I can’t use it anymore

It’s getting dark too dark to see

Feels 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 cold black cloud is comin’down

Feels like I’m knockin’on heaven’s door

Knock-knpck-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

You just better start sniffin’your own

rank subjugation jack 'cause it’s just you

against your tattered libido, the bank and

the mortician, forever man and it wouldn’t

be luck if you could get out of life alive

Knock-knock-knockin'on heaven’s door