Texty: Phosphorescent. Heaven, Sittin Down.

O I wish I was in heaven, sittin down
I wish the road we were taking
Wasn't made for breaking down
I wish those nights of pleasure
And those days of pain
Weren't so tightly bound
And I wish I was in heaven, sittin down

They done kept me out here on this road so long
Ah, my babe back home she finally said, "So long!"
I try to call her on some old foreign telephone
But she is not around
And I wish I was in heaven, sittin down

O I wish I was in heaven, sittin down
I wish the road we were taking
Wasn't made for breaking down
I wish those nights of pleasure
And those days of pain
Weren't so tightly bound
And I wish I was in heaven, sittin down

I have been out here so long baby my back and my shoulders are tired
And my mind, though sound, has found itself so wired
But the wheels on this old thing
They keep turning around and around
And I wish I was in heaven, sittin down

O I wish I was in heaven, sittin down
I wish the road we were taking
Wasn't made for breaking down
I wish these nights of pleasure
And those days of pain
Weren't so tightly bound
And I wish I was in heaven, sittin down
O I wish I was in heaven, sittin down