Well I opened my eyes this morning
I wasn’t at home in bed
There were four angels standing round me
I thought I must be dead
Yeah I opened my eyes this morning
Thought I must be dead
There were four angels standing round me
and the room was painted red
Won`t you have mercy on your wicked son
Take me up to heaven not hell where I belong
Yeah!
Well the sky began to tremble
and the rain began to fall
Four angels standing round me
and it weren`t no social call
Yeah, the sky began to tremble
the rain began to fall
I fell down on my knees praying, Lord!
but it didn`t do no good at all
Won`t you have mercy on your wicked son
Take me up to heaven not hell where I belong
Yeah!