I woke up: poundin' head
With a bottle layin' in the bed
There was a little, a little bit left
So I picked it up, and I killed the rest
Oh, I know I'm going to heaven
But I can't go with me like this
I need to pull myself together
Before then
No, and I ain't afraid of dyin'
But what scares me to death
Is meeting Jesus
With whiskey on my breath
I lost her, and all my friends
Broke all but one of my Lord's Ten
But Jesus died for all my sins
That's how I know I'm gettin' in
Oh, I know I'm going to heaven
But I can't go with me like this
I need to pull myself together
Before then
No, and I ain't afraid of dyin'
But what scares me to death
Is meeting Jesus
With whiskey on my breath
Oh, I know I'm going to heaven
I can't go with me like this
I need to pull myself together
Before then
No, and I ain't afraid of dyin'
But what scares me to death
Is meeting Jesus
With whiskey on my breath
Is meeting Jesus
With whiskey on my breath