[Verse 1: Lancelot]
Oh my loves, raise a glass to those we leave behind
We may end up dead, with a bullet in the head
But if we’re not returning from this damn fool quest
Then tonight let's drown our sorrows down with whiskey

Guinevere, you’re my stars; Arthur, you’re my night
And I know we’ve got to ride at the dawn's first light
And I ain’t saying this preacher man’s crusade ain’t right
But first let's fuel a few more sins with whiskey

[Verse 2: Arthur]
Lancelot, you’re a fool to drink your bottle dry
Whiskey kills your fear, and you'll want to keep that near
‘Cause I don’t know what is out there but we need that GRAIL
And I love you, but you stink to hell of whiskey

Galahad is crazy but you’ve felt that heat
And the only explanation comes from his damn seat
And with you and Guinevere I know we won’t be beat
So we might as well have one more drop of whiskey

[Verse 3: Guinevere]
Drain your glass, strap your piece, for my loves, we ride
Empty miles of steel fall away beneath our wheels
As we leave a trail of bodies of the folks we’ve slain
And the camps we raid for gasoline and whiskey
Maybe it’s the heat or maybe it’s the pain
But I can’t shake the feeling we’re not coming back again
We’re not pure of heart, but we’re sure of aim
And our heads are full of love and blood and whiskey

[Gunshots ricocheting and engines revving]

[Verse 4: Arthur, Guinevere, & Lancelot]
There’s a dream that I've had as we ride out west
Of a golden age and this world’s wrongs all redressed
But I wake to find there’s nothing here but fear and death
And between the two there’s only blood and whiskey

Quit your whinging, Arthur, or your wounds won’t heal
And the vultures that are circling will get their meal
We can mourn our dead later until then don’t feel
Just clean the wound with bloody rags and whiskey