Drinkin Man

	  		first "tab" so it might be wrong but it sounds right to me. 

Capo at 1 if your guitar is set to standard tuning 

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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 
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all my friends said straighten up I just laughed and 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  
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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 my soul 


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Stayed sober once for nine days in a row 
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I quit cold-turkey 
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Dame 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 
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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 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 
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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 


F                 C                   G 
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 



F                           
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