Whiskey on My Breath

I woke up with a pounding head

With a bottle laying in the bed

There was a little, a little bit left

So I picked it up and I killed the restOh 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 breathI lost her and all my friends

Broke all but one of my Lord's 10

But Jesus died for all my sins

That's how I know I'm getting inOh 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