Bob Dylan
Knocking On Heaven’s Door
Mama, take this badge off of me
I can’t use it anymore
It’s getting dark, too dark too see
I feel like I’m knocking on heaven’s door

Chorus:
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door
Yeah-yeah-yeah
I feel like I’m knocking on heaven’s door
Mama, put my guns into ground
I can’t shoot them anymore
The cold black cloud is coming down
Uh-yeah
I feel like I’m knocking on heaven’s door

Chorus:
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door
Yeah-yeah-yeah
I feel like I’m knocking on heaven’s door
Yeah-yeah-ah
Oh no
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-ah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-ah
Oh no
Yeah-yeah-ah
Oh-no
Yeah-yeah-ah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
I feel like I’m knocking on heaven’s door