Jimmy was a regular at the local drinkin' bar
He worked like everybody else and ways were mean and hard
I met him as a little boy and I liked him as I grew
Jimmy's life was tough, seemed like everybody knew

That Jimmy was a drinkin' kind of man
He loved to hear an old hillbilly band
The scar across his face was Jimmy's brand
'Cause Jimmy was a drinkin' kind of man

We got to be together 'fore the god lord tucked him in
He said, 'I'm never coming back to this old town again'
Said, 'No one understands me folks don't even want me home'
He took a drink of wine and said, 'It's hell to be alone'

'Cause Jimmy was a drinkin' kind of man
He loved to hear an old hillbilly band
The scar across his face was Jimmy's brand
'Cause Jimmy was a drinkin' kind of man

I finally got to see ole Jim after bein' gone so long
By the crowd of cars around his house
I could tell there was something wrong
I arrived in time to find him in a pine box on the floor
His momma's eyes were filled with tears as I stepped though the door

'Cause Jimmy was a drinkin' kind of man
He loved to hear an old hillbilly band
The scar across his face was Jimmy's brand
'Cause Jimmy was a drinkin' kind of man