| I woke up this mornin' and I swore to God
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| I’d never, ever take another drink again
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| I fought it like the devil, but you know that you’re in trouble
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| When you’re fourteen and drunk by 10 am.
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| Tried to hide it from my mom and dad, all my friends said «Straighten up»
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| I just laughed, said, «You don’t understand
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| That’s a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man»
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| At sixteen I was on my own and flyin' high and stayin' stoned
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| I knew everything there was to know
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| I did things that I can’t talk about
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| I wore my mom and daddy out
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| Late nights they spent prayin' for my soul
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| Stayed sober once for nine days in a row
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| I quit cold turkey and damn near almost made it to ten
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| But that’s a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man
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| I look into the mirror, bottle in my hand
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| I’d like to pour it out, I just don’t think I can
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| Cause that’s a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man
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| I don’t know when or where it was or how we met and fell in love
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| Or why she’d even fall for a guy like me
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| I tried to pull myself together, hopin' we could last forever
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| For a while I started to believe
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| Her daddy said, she’s all I got
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| Son, don’t ever break her heart
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| Promise me before you take her hand
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| But that’s just too much to ask of a drinkin' man
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| I look into the mirror, bottle in my hand
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| I’d like to pour it out, I just don’t think I can
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| Cause that’s a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man
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| I woke up this mornin' and I swore to God
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| I’d never, ever take another drink again |