Lyrics:

He lives down by the river in an old run down shack
Spends his life day by day just trying to get back
To when he was a young man and everything was fine
You got to keep moving on just to catch up with the time
I've seen him lying on the railroad tracks without a penny to his name
And it seems here later Lord things just ain't the same
Not a care in this world nobody else to blame
But you know that whiskey Lord
It just keeps rolling through his veins

Living life all alone no place to call home
And if he's gone tomorrow hell no one would ever know
Said he had a family oh before they moved him on
But somehow they all disappeared before they called him home
Lord ain't it funny how they could rob a man so blind
And take everything he had, he could barely stay alive
Doing the best he can before he goes insane
But you know that whiskey Lord
It just keeps rolling through his veins

Lord ain't it funny how they could rob a man so blind
And take everything he had, he could barely stay alive
Doing the best he can before he goes insane
But you know that whiskey Lord
It just keeps running through his veins
Man he got to keep on keeping on
Yeah on and on