Where To Now St. Peter?

Restless were my eyes Insane they took the paddles My arms they paralyzed So where to now St. Peter If it's true I'm in your hands I may not be a Christian But I've done all one man can I understand I'm on the road Where all that was is gone So where to now St. Peter Show me which road I'm on Which road I'm 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