WHERE TO NOW ST. PETER? Elton John Tumbleweed Connection (1970) I took myself a blue canoe And I floated like a leaf. Dazzling dancing, half enchanted In my merlin sleep. Crazy was the feeling, 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. I took a sweet young foreign gun. This lazy life is short. Something for nothing always ended With a bad report. Dirty was the day break, Sudden was the change, In such a silent place is this Beyond the riffle range. 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. I took myself a blue canoe.