Nine Ball Lyrics – Zach Bryan | Boys of Faith Album
Nine Ball Lyrics
I Don’t Wanna Bet, But My Father Wrote A Check
That I Bet His A^s Could Never Cash
He’s Bettin’ On The Eight Ball Landing In The Side Wall,
Cold-blooded Killer If You Ask
But Every Night, He Needs Me To Land Himself
A Red Three-corner Pocket At 12 A.M
Only Twelve Years Old, But I Got A Hold Of
A Pool Stick I Was Gifted From Him
My Father Is A Bettin’ Man
But I Got Myself A Steady Hand
He’s Sittin’ In The Corner With A Six-pack Of Corona
Bettin’ That His Son’ll Win Again
Go Bet Another Six-pack
Bet I Make A Comeback
Count On That This Table’s Got A Lean
Won’t You Take Me Fishing?
And I Want To Try Out For The Seventh Grade Football Team
You’ll Probably Be Nothin’ But This Town’s Old Drunkard
And Die On A Smoke-stained Stool
But Right Now, He’s Got A Bargain That He’s Taken Too Far
On His Boy’s Game Of Nine-ball Pool
My Father Was A Bettin’ Man
But I Got Myself A Steady Hand
He’s Sittin’ In The Corner With A Six-pack Of Corona
Bettin’ That His Son’ll Win Again
My Father Was A Bettin’ Man
My Father Was A Bettin’ Man
But I Got Myself A Steady Hand
He’s Sittin’ In The Corner With A Six Pack Of Corona
Bettin’ That His Son’ll Win Again
I Don’t Wanna Bet, But My Daddy Wrote
A Check That I Bet His A^s Could Never Cash
He’s Bettin’ On The Eight Ball Landing In The Side Wall
Cold-blooded Killer If You Ask
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