| G | D | Am |
| Mama take | this badge from | me |
| G | D | C |
| 'Cause I can't use | it any | more |
| G | D | Am |
| It's getting dark, | too dark to | see |
| G | D | C |
| feels like I'm | knocking on heaven's | door |
| C |
| hay hay - hay hay hay |
| G | D | C |
| knock, knock, | knocking on heaven's | door |
| knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door |
| knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door |
| knock, knock, knocking on heaven's do-o-or |
| Mama put those guns to the ground |
| 'Cause I can't shoot them anymore |
| That cold black cloud is comin' down |
| Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door |
| hay hay - hay hay hay |
| knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door |
| knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door |
| knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door |
| knock, knock, knocking on heaven's do-o-or. |