By bob dylan
Ma, take this badge off of me.
I can‘t use it any more.
It‘s getting dark, too dark to see.
Feel like I‘m knockin‘ on heaven‘s door.
Knock, knock, knockin‘ on heavens door.
Knock, knock, knockin‘ on heavens door.
Knock, knock, knockin‘ on heavens door.
Knock, knock, knockin‘ on heavens door.
Ma, take these guns away from me.
I can‘t shoot them any more.
There‘s a long black cloud following me.
Feel like I‘m knockin‘ on heaven‘s door.
Knock, knock, knockin‘ on heavens door.
Knock, knock, knockin‘ on heavens door.
Knock, knock, knockin‘ on heavens door.
Knock, knock, knockin‘ on heavens door.
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