Heaven is a place where good men go 
Maybe it's a place that I won't know 
Heading down that whiskey trail 

Mama told me not to run, 'cause I might fall 
But never was the kind to listen much at all 
Heading down that whiskey trail 

Damn that old whiskey trail 

Daddy drank his dinner from a paper sack 
Made it out the door one day 
And never came back 
Heading down that whiskey trail 

They say that I'm a chip off a son of a gun 
With nowhere to hide out and nowhere to run 
Heading down that whiskey trail 

Can't you hear the engines wail 
Damn that old whiskey trail 

Can't you hear the engines wail 
Damn that old whiskey trail