This whole town knows that I've been drinking This whole town's got something smart to say Don't got to tell me, I know what you're thinking When you can smell me coming from a mile away My whiskey breath, my whiskey breath It'll sure lead me to jail, if it don't first lead me to death Watch my mouth and try to keep it closed To hide my whiskey breath I got pulled over, driving home last Sunday I told that law man it isn't what it seems Said you were driving backwards down a one way And you smell like you've been swimming in a bottle of Jim Beam My whiskey breath My whiskey breath Now I'm sitting in this jailhouse, until I reach my death Watch my mouth, gotta keep it closed To hide my whiskey breath