Whisky is my only friend,
Whisky loves me more than you...

Angels came to me,
And sat on my bed...

I have faith that the lord will see,
And save myself from me...

Promises you made me make,
Even as the words left my lips...

When you are growing old,
I will be dead and cold...

Every day had its showers of pain,
That came and went like the rain...

Sorry I made you cry,
Sorry I didn't make you proud...

When I am dead,
Cry out your heart...

Be strong my soldier,
Fight with pride...

Slip away in soft slumber,
Close those beautiful eyes...

I look into your eyes,
All I see is pain...