Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mok
Performer
Shik
Electric Guitar
Bob Dylan
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mok
Producer
Lyrics
Mama, take this badge from me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark, too dark to see
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That cold black cloud is comin' down
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
"You just better start sniffin' your own rank subjugation Jack
'Cause it's just you against your tattered
libido, the bank and the mortician forever, man.
And it wouldn't be luck if you could get out of life alive."
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com