Whiskey on My Breath

I woke up with a pounding head With a bottle laying 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 Know that I ain't afraid of dying 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 getting 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 Know that I ain't afraid of dying But what scares me to death Is meeting Jesus With whiskey on my breath 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 Know that I ain't afraid of dying But what scares me to death Is meeting Jesus With whiskey on my breath Is meeting Jesus With whiskey on my breath