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The morning was cold and lonely
City lights old and gray
The sun arose and tried to smile
Gave it all away

The honky-tonk called the stranger
The stranger couldn't pay the bill
Made a stand, raised his hand
Sang a song, no time to kill

I said Hey (Hey!), St. Peter
Got a tale to tell
Just went down to New York town
It really feels like hell
It really feels like hell!

Billy was out of fashion
Manhattan was years ago
Yesterday, wasted time
Money was kind'a slow

Billy had friends of glory
Billy was friends with fame
Took a chance, raised his hands
Sang a song, now he's back in the game

I said Hey (Hey!), St. Peter
I got a tale to tell
Just went down to New York town
It really feels like hell
It really feels like hell!

I said Hey (Hey!), hey (Hey!)
Hey, St. Peter
Hey (Hey!), hey (Hey!)

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Hey, St. Peter

Hey (Hey!), hey (Hey!)
Hey, St. Peter
It really feels like hell
It really feels like hell!

Hey, St. Peter
Before you ring your bell

Just come down to New York town
Done my time in hell
Done my time in hell!

I said Hey (Hey!), hey (Hey!)
Hey, St. Peter
Hey (Hey!), hey (Hey!)
Hey, St. Peter

Hey (Hey!), hey (Hey!)
Hey, St. Peter
It really feels like hell
It really feels like hell
It really feels like

Hell


Transcribed / Corrected by Mark Coutinho