He said his prayers in the barroom

Whisky was his holy wine

And the bar became an alter

His friends were angels in the their time

His hand was steady on the glass

And he knew the pain would pass

As he drank the whisky down

They watched him roll around the town



Was he right or was he wrong

To find the answer in a song

He died believing to the end

Was he right or was he wrong



Was he right or was he wrong

To find the answer in a song

He died believing to the end

Was he right or was he wrong



And on the morning when he died

Nobody stood around and cried

We all headed for the bar

And took it just a bit too far



Was he right or was he wrong

To find the answer in a song

He died believing to the end

Was he right or was he wrong