don't tell mama i was drinking

i was headed north on highway 5

on a starlit sunday night

when a pick-up truck flew by me out of control

as i watched in my headlights

he swerved left and then back right

never hit the brakes as he left the road

i found him lying in the grass among steel and glass

with an empty whiskey bottle by his side

through the blood and tears

he whispered in my ear

a few last words just before he died

and he said

don't tell mama i was drinking