I woke up: poundin' head With a bottle layin' in the bed There was a little, a 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, and I ain't afraid of dyin' 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 gettin' 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, and I ain't afraid of dyin' But what scares me to death Is meeting Jesus With whiskey on my breath Oh, I know I'm going to heaven I can't go with me like this I need to pull myself together Before then No, and I ain't afraid of dyin' But what scares me to death Is meeting Jesus With whiskey on my breath Is meeting Jesus With whiskey on my breath