Grace Potter And The Nocturnals - Big White Gate lyrics

My body's aching from laying in this bed I went singing in the rain and the cold got to my head I don't know who's paying I just know what the doctor said 84 years of a sinning life and in the morning I'll be dead I had three daughters A new man for every one The only man that I ever loved Left me with my only son I was a no good mother I was a no good wife There's only one thing that I did right in this godforsaken life Saint Peter won't you open up the big white gate Cause I heard about forgiveness and I hope it ain't too late I ain't no holy roller but you go tell your king That all the folks up in heaven might like to hear me sing I sang to my children Before they strayed so far I sang for my lovers Or a nickel in a tip jar I never knew Jesus I never read the good book But on my day of dying I'm giving life a second look Saint Peter won't you open up the big white gate Cause I heard about forgiveness and I hope it ain't too late I ain't no holy roller but you go tell your king That all the folks up in heaven might like to hear me sing It's coming on time now My body's getting cold I've got no will I've got no prayer My story's all been told I'm ready for the land of fire But I'd love to see the land of gold So nurse bring me my guitar One more song before I go Saint Peter won't you open up the big white gate Cause I heard about forgiveness and I hope it ain't too late I ain't no holy roller but you go tell your king That all the folks up in heaven might like to hear me sing