Written by ： Dean Dillon/George Strait/Bubba Strait

I woke up this mornin' and I swore to God

I'd never ever take another drink again

I fought it like the devil but you know you're in trouble

You're fourteen and drunk by ten a.m.

Tried to hide it from my mom and dad all my friends said straighten up

I just laughed said you don't understand

That's a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man

At sixteen I was on my own and flyin' high

And stayin' stoned

I knew everything there was to know

I did things that I can't talk about

I wore my mom and daddy out

Late nights they spent prayin' for my soul

Stayed sober once for nine days in a row

I quit cold turkey damn near almost

Made it to ten

That's a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man

I look into the mirror bottle in my hand

I'd like to pour it out I just don't think I can

That's a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man

I don't know when or where it was or how we met

And fell in love

Why she'd even fall for a guy like me

I tried to pull myself together hopin' we could last forever

For awhile I started to believe

Her daddy said she's all I got

Son don't ever break her heart

Promise me before you take her hand

But that's just too much to ask of a drinkin' man

I look into the mirror bottle in my hand

I'd like to pour it out I just don't think I can

That's a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man

I woke up this mornin' and I swore to God

I'd never ever take another drink again