I | F |
ii | Gm |
IV | Bb |
V | C |
Bb
F
F
F
Bb
F
C
F
Bb
I
woke
up
this
morinin'
and
I
F
swore
to
God
I'd
never,
Gm
ever
take
another
drink
a-
F
gain.
I
Bb
fought
it
like
the
devil
but
you
F
know
that
you're
in
trouble
when
C
you're
four-
teen
and
drunk
by
10
A
F
M
tried to
Bb
hide
it
from
my
mom
and
dad
Bb
all
my
friends
said
straighten
up
F
I
just
laughed,
said
you
don't
under-
Bb
stand
that's a
F
hell
of a
lot
to
C
ask
of a
Bb
drinkin'
man.
F
C
F
At
Bb
sixteen
I
was
on
my
own
and
F
flyin'
high
and
staying
stoned
C
I
knew
every-
thing
there
was
to
F
know.
I did
Bb
things
that
I
can't
talk
about
I
F
wore
my
mom
and
daddy
out.
C
Late
nights
they
spent
prayin'
for
my
F
soul.
Stayed
Bb
sober
once
for
nine
days
in
a
Bb
row.
I
quit
cold
turkey.
F
Damn
near
almost
made
it
to
Bb
ten.
That's a
F
hell
of a
lot
to
C
ask
of a
Bb
drinkin'
man.
F
C
I look
in-
to
Bb
the
mir-
ror
F
bottle
in
my
C
hand.
C
I'd
like
to
pour
Bb
it
out
I
F
just
don't
think
I
C
can.
'Cause
that's a
F
hell
of a
lot
to
C
ask
of a
Bb
drinkin'
man.
F
C
F
I
Bb
don't
know
when
or
where
it
was,
or
F
how
we
met
and
fell
in
love.
Or
C
F
why
she'd
even
fall
for a
guy
like
F
me.
I
Bb
tried
to
pull
my-
self
to-
geth-
er
F
hop-
in'
we
could
last
for-
ever.
C
For
a
while
I
start-
ed
to
be-
F
lieve.
Her
Bb
dad-
dy
said,
"She's
all
I
got.
Bb
Son
don't
ever
break
her
heart.
F
Prom-
ise
me
be-
fore
you
take
her
Bb
hand."
But that's
F
just
too
much
to
C
ask
of a
F
drinkin'
man.
F
C
I look
in-
to
Bb
the
mir-
ror
F
bottle
in
my
C
hand.
C
I'd
like
to
pour
Bb
it
out
I
F
just
don't
think
I
C
can.
'Cause
that's a
F
hell
of a
lot
to
C
ask
of a
Bb
drinkin'
man.
F
C
F
Bb
I
woke
up
this
morn-
in'
and
I
F
swore
to
God
I'd
never
C
ever
take
a-
nother
drink
a-
F
gain.
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