I was headed north on Highway Five
  On a star-lit Sunday night
  When a pick-up truck flew by me out of control
  As I watched in my headlights
  He swerved left then back right
  He never hit the brakes
  As he left the road
  
  I found him lying in the grass
  Among the steel and glass
  With an empty whiskey bottle by his side
  And through the blood and tears
  He whispered in my ear
  A few last words just before he died
  
  Don't tell Mama I was drinkin'
  Lord knows her soul would never rest
  I can't leave this world with Mama thinkin'
  I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath
  
  I still think about that night
  And how that young man died
  And how others sometimes pay for our mistakes
  The last thing on his mind
  As he left this world behind
  Was knowing someone else's heart would break
  
  Don't tell Mama I was drinkin'
  Lord knows her soul would never rest
  I can't leave this world with Mama thinkin'
  I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath
  
  Don't tell Mama I was drinkin'