Oh, I ain't never been one to stop and smell the roses But it sure looks like I've had my time 'Cause I just saw Elvis talking to Moses I'm at the pearly gates, and I'm next in line I sure hope I wake up soon I got people to see, I got things to do He calls my name and I drop to my knees And say nervously Hey, Saint Peter, won't you send me on back Gotta fix my horse and feed my tractor What? He says, "Son, stand up, it's time to go with the flow Yeah, you always knew you'd have this day Now, I can give you wings and a little gold halo But if you messed up, you got hell to pay" Then it's shaky hand on the Bible time Will I tell the truth, or a little white lie? Right now, I'm hoping that it's a dream 'Cause I say stupidly Hey, Saint Peter, won't you send me on back Gotta fix my horse and feed my tractor (no) ♪ My alarm goes off, I wake in sweat Thank my lucky stars that I'm in my bed It's good to feel the Earth beneath my feet I think I deserve a drink, man Thank you, Peter, for sending me back So I can fix my horse and feed my tractor What? Oh man, am I asleep? Am I awake? Somebody help me Fix my horse, feed my tractor Fix my horse, feed my tractor