Drinkin Man

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I woke up this morning and I
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swore to God I'd never,
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ever take another drink again
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I fought it like the devil
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but you know that you're in trouble
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when your fourteen and drunk by 10AM

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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 and said you don't 
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understand
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that's a hell of a lot to ask of 
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a drinkin' man


[Verse 2]
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at sixteen I was on my own
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flyin' high and staying 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 spend prayin' for
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 my soul

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Stayed sober once for nine days in a
 row

I quit cold-turkey
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Damn near almost made it to ten
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But that's a hell of a lot to ask
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 of a drinkin' man


[Chorus]
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I look into the mirror, bottle in
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 my hand
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I'd like to pour it out, I just 
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don't think I can
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'Cause that's a hell of a lot to 
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ask of a drinkin' man
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[Verse 3]
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I don't know when or where it was
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Or how we met and fell in love
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Or why she'd even fall for a guy 
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like me
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I tried to pull myself together
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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

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 
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of a drinkin' man


[Chorus]
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I look into the mirror, bottle in
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 my hand
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I'd like to pour it out, I just 
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don't think I can
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'Cause that's a hell of a lot to 
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ask of a drinkin' man
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[Coda]
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I woke up this mornin' and I
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swore to God I'd never,
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ever take another drink again