I woke up, with a pounding head
With a bottle laying in the bed
There was a little, 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, I ain't afraid of dying
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 getting 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, I ain't afraid of dying
But what scares me to death
Is meeting Jesus with whiskey on my breath
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, I ain't afraid of dying
But what scares me to death
Is meeting Jesus with whiskey on my breath