Don't Tell Mama I Was Drinking

	I was headed north on Highway 5
	On a starlit Sunday night
	When a pick-up truck flew by me out of control
	As I watched in my headlights,
	He swerved left and then back right
	Never hit the brakes as he left the road
	I found him lying in the grass among steel and glass
	With an empty whiskey bottle by his side
	Through the blood and tears, he whispered in my ear
	A few last words just before he died
	And he said, "Don't tell mama I was drinking
	Cause Lord knows that her soul would never rest
	Now I can't leave this world with my mama thinking
	That I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath"
	I still think about that night
	And how that young man died
	And how others sometimes pay for our mistakes
	Well the last thing on his mind
	As he left this world behind
	Was knowing someone else's heart would break
	And he said, "Don't tell mama I was drinking
	Cause Lord knows that her soul would never rest
	Now I can't leave this world with my mama thinking
	That I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath"
	"Don't tell mama I was drinking
	Cause Lord knows that her soul would never rest
	Now I can't leave this world with my mama thinking
	That I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath
	That I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath"