The air is getting hotter, there s a rumblin in the skies
I ve been wading through the high muddy water
With the heat risin in my eyes
Every day your memory grows dimmer
It dosn t haunt me like it did before
I ve been walking through the mirror to nowhere
Tryin to get to heaven before they close the door.
When I was in Missouri they would not let me be
I had to leave there in a hurry
I only saw what they let me see
You broke a heart that loved you
Now you can seal up the book and not write anymore
I ve been walkin that lonesome valley
Tryin to get to heaven before they close the door.
People on the platforms, waitin for the trains
I can hear their hearts a-beatin
Like pendulums swinging on chains
When you think that you ve lost everything
You find out you can always lose a little more
I m just goin down the road feeling bad
Tryin to get to heaven before they close the door.
I m goin down the river, down to New Orleans
They tell me everything is gonna be all right
But I don t know what all right even means
I was ridin in a buggy with Miss Mary Jane
Miss Mary Jane got a house in Baltimore
I ve been all around the world, boys
And I m tryin to get to heaven before they close the door.
Gonna sleep down in the parlor and relive my dreams
I close my eyes and I wonder
If everything is as hollow as it seems
Some trains don t pull no gamblers
No midnight ramblers, like they did before
I ve been to sugar town, I shook the sugar down
Now I m tryin to get to heaven before they close the door.

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