I
saw that black car roll out for me
I
thought to myself Lord I’m finally free
It
was a vision in the web of a dream
I
was suspended in some time machine
There
were some women dressed in black on one side
There
was my baby dressed in white like a bride
She
reached out with a red rose she started to cry
A
woman in black reached out wiped them tears from her eyes
She
said honey he don’t even know the right way to die
I
could smell her perfume lost in the breeze
I
was on a horse or a Harley behind some trees
And
they were playing Danny Boy as my last wish
I
guess I’ve always had the luck of the Irish
There
were some women dressed in black at one side
There
was my baby dressed in white like a bride
She
reached out with a red rose she started to cry
A
woman in black reached out wiped them tears from her eyes
She
said honey he don’t even know the right way to die
Hell
I awoke staring at the black of the night
And
I knew that somehow that old woman she was right
So
I made a promise to left-handed angels I said I’d try after all I want to know
the right way to die
I
made a promise to left-handed angels I’d try after all I want to know the right
way to die
I
want to know hey honey I know the right way to die