He lives down by the river In an old run down shack Spends his life day by day Just trying to get back To when he was a young man And everything was fine You got to keep moving on Just to catch up with the time I've seen him out on the railroad tracks Without a penny to his name And it seems here later Lord Things just ain't the same Not a care in this world Nobody else to blame But you know that whiskey Lord It just keeps rolling through his veins Living life all alone No place to call home And if he's gone tomorrow Hell no one would ever know Said he had a family Oh before they moved him on But somehow they all disappeared Before they called him home Lord ain't it funny How they could rob a man so blind And take everything he had He could barely stay alive Doing the best he can Before he goes insane But you know that whiskey Lord It just keeps rolling through his veins Lord ain't it funny How they could rob a man so blind And take everything he had He could barely stay alive Doing the best he can Before he goes insane But you know that whiskey Lord It just keeps running through his veins Man he got to keep on keeping on Yeah on and on