I used to know the world Things would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own One minute I hear the kids Next door way close to me I discovered on my castle set The palm billows to soul and billows to say Angels and bells are ringing Roman Catholic choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain An old Saint Peter would call my name Never on this world That was when I roamed the world I was a wicked and a wild wind Lord, I did not want to let me Shadow in the sun, the sun of trials Oh, who would ever want to be king? Here Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Catholic choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain An old Saint Peter would call my name Never on this world That was when I roamed the world Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Here Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Catholic choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain An old Saint Peter would call my name Never on this world That was when I roamed the world