[Verse 1]
Driving down the highway one fine day
Foot a little heavy on the gas
I paid no mind to the yellow line
When I pulled out to pass
Then when I got to the top of the hill
Well Lordy, what did I see?
It was a trailer truck with a semi-driver
And he's a-headin' right straight for me

[Chorus]
And I thought I heard the flutter of angel wings
Coming forward to carry me home
Thought I heard the sound of heavenly strings
Coming forward, sing me home
Lord, you are a friend of mine
Don't cut me down while I'm in my prime
I'd rather take my own sweet time
Before the flutter of the angel wings

[Verse 2]
Down at the pool hall, line up an 8-ball
With some friends of mine
When this torpedo went from Toledo
Said "Wanna shoot a game of nine?"
Blocked out him, tried to move the cue
And I said: you could get hurt
Then he whipped out a razor and cut off my tie
And two buttons off my shirt
[Chorus]
And I thought I heard the flutter of angel wings
Coming forward to carry me home
Thought I heard the sound of heavenly strings
Coming forward, sing me home
Lord, you are a friend of mine
Don't cut me down while I'm in my prime
I'd rather wait for another time
For the flutter of the angel wings

[Verse 3]
Well, you just can't beat that old Grim Reaper
But I'd sure like to try
But those I know that left this world
Not one got out alive
I'd like to pass through the pearly gates
But I am just a little bit shy
Yes, I sure do wanna see heaven
But I sure as hell don't wanna die

[Chorus]
'Cause I don't need the flutter of angel wings
Coming forward to carry me home
I don't need the sound of the heavenly strings
Coming forward, to sing me home
Lord, you're still a good friend of mine
Don't cut me down while I'm in my prime
I'd rather take my own sweet time
Before the flutter of the angel wings
[Outro]
Flutter of the angel wings
Until the road is called up yonder
I'd rather just wait right here