I'd Rather DieNow the road that leads to destructionIs the road that can never bring you fameSo my brother, stay off of that wrong highwayYou must never hang your head down in shameYou must never hang your head down in shameI'd rather die, die, die than see you drinkingI'd rather die, die, die than see you drinkingFor it breaks my heart to see you downI'd rather die, die, die than see you slipping out at nightStepping out to see the night spots of the town, town, townStepping out to see the night spots of the townNow you're young but the life that you're livingIs the life that will surely get you downSo you'd better take heed and slow down on your speedOr they'll carry you to that old barren groundOr they'll carry you to that old barren groundNow the big bright lights of the cityAre the lights of the cityMake you feel like a headman to townWhere the jukebox plays at the honky-tonkAnd the drinks, they go merrily aroundAnd the drinks, they go merrily aroundI'd rather die, die, die than see you drinkingFor it breaks my heart to see you downI'd rather die, die, die than see you drinkingFor it breaks my heart to see you sleeping out at nightStepping out to see the night spots of the town, town, townStepping out to see the night spots of the town