Heaven is a place where the good men go
Maybe it's a place that I won't know
I'm heading down that whiskey trail
Mama told me not to run, 'cause I might fall
Never was the kind to listen much at all
Im heading down that whiskey trail
Well 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 right off a son of a gun
With nowhere to hide out and nowhere to run
Heading down that whiskey trail
Well can't you hear the engines wail
Damn that old whiskey trail