I was heading north on Highway 5
on a starlit Sunday night
As I watched in my headlights,
he swerved left, then back right
I found him lying in the grass,
among the steel and glass
With an empty whiskey bottle by his side
And through the blood and tears
A few last words just before he died
Don't tell Mama I was drinkin'
Lord knows her soul would never rest
I can't believe this world
I met the Lord with whiskey
I still think about that night
And how that young man died
The last thing on his mind
As he left this world behind
Was knowing someone else's
Don't tell Mama I was drinkin'
Lord, no, her soul would never rest
I came to leave this world
I met the Lord with whiskey
Don't tell mama I was drinkin' you