Don't Tell Mama I Was Drinking

Don't Tell Mama I Was Drinking - Frankie Ballard

I was headed north on highway five

When I started Sunday night

When I pick-up truck flew by me out of control

As I watched in my headlights

He swerved left and then back right

Never hit the brakes as he left the road

I found him lying in the grass among steel and glass

With an empty whiskey bottle by his side

Through the blood and tears

He whispered in my ear

A few last words just before he died

And he said don't tell momma I was drinking

Cause Lord knows that her soul would never rest

Now I can't leave this world with my momma thinking

That I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath

I still think about that night

And how the young man died

And how others sometimes pay for our mistakes

Well the last thing on his mind

As he left this world behind

Was knowing someone else's heart would break

And he said don't tell momma I was drinking

Cause Lord knows that her soul would never rest

Now I can't leave this world with my momma thinking

That I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath

Don't tell momma I was drinking

Cause Lord knows that her soul would never rest

Now I can't leave this world with my momma thinking

That I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath

That I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath