ŞARKI SÖZÜ
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!
