Ive been hard up, tore down Things Ive been through And the angels wont take me, away And Ive talked to Saint Peter He wont let me pass So it looks like Im going, today So, lets have a party And tell them Im home There will be Waylon, and Whitley as well And the devil will be dealing The cards as they lay So lets have a party in Hell Washed up, worn out Down on my knees But the angels wont take me, away The bartender only serves Brown liquor in Hell And that sure sounds like Heaven, to me So, lets have a party And tell them Im home There will be Janis, and Jimi as well And Rick James will bring All the cocaine you want So lets have a party in Hell So, lets have a party And tell them Im home There will be No Show, and Jr. and Merle And Jamey Johnson will be drinking From a brown paper bag So lets have a party in Hell