When i get to the Pearly Gates and Saint Peter's there; I'll tell him the truth.
by POLLY LOWERY
I'll let him know i am a sinner.
I know my Lord's got a heart of gold.
I know he'll forgive me if Saint Peter will only let me enter.
i'll tell him I know I've been good at least one time.
If he'll just let me enter; I know my Lord's got a heart of gold.
He'll forgive me over time for the senseless spent dime.
When i get to the Pearly Gates and saint Peter's there; I'll tell him the truth.
I'll tell him how I've lived a troubled life;
and caused a mighty lot of strife.
I'd tell him how i love Jesus and his father for the life they had foretold;
and all the wonderful years i had to grow old.