Knockin' On Heaven's Door (Live At The Marquee Club, London1987)

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-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking 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-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock -knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knocking on heaven's door
Knock- knock-knocking on heaven's door, oh, oh oh yeah