Whiskey on My Breath

I woke up, pounding head With a bottle layin' 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 goin' 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 dyin' But what scares me to death Is meetin' 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 goin' 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 dyin' But what scares me to death Is meetin' Jesus with whiskey on my breath Oh, I know I'm goin' 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 dyin' But what scares me to death Is meetin' Jesus with whiskey on my breath