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