Lyrics:

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

The honky-tonk called a 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), hey, St. Peter
I've got a tale to tell
I've just been down in New York town
It really feels like hell
It really feels like (hell!)

Billy was out of fashion
Manhattan was years ago
Yesterday he wasted time
Money was kind of slow

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

I said, hey (hey), hey, St. Peter
I've got a tale to tell
Just been down in New York town
It really feels like hell (hell)
It really feels like 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 (hell)
It really feels like (hell!)

Hey, St. Peter
Before you ring your bell
Just been down in 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 (hell)
It really feels like hell (hell)
It really feels like
Hell!