Whiskey Trail

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