Don't Tell Mama

I was heading north on Highway 5, on a starlit Sunday night
 On a pickup truck driven by me out of control
 As I watched in my headlights, he swerved left
 Never hit the brakes as he left the road
 I found him blind 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 drinking
 Lord knows her soul would never rest
 I can't leave this world with mama thinking
 I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath"
 You know I still think about that night
 And how that young boy died
 And how others sometimes pay for our mistakes
 And you know the last thing on that boys mind
 As he left this big cold world behind
 Was just knowin' his poor mothers heart would break
 Don't tell mama I was drinking
 Lord knows her soul would never rest
 I can't leave this world with mama thinking
 I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath
 Don't tell mama I was drinking