Zach Bryan - Nine Ball lyrics
Zachary Lane Bryan [Okinawa, Japan/Oologah, Oklahoma, U.S.]
[Zach Bryan - Nine Ball lyrics]
I don't wanna bet, but my father wrote a check
That I bet his ass 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 ass could never cash
He's bettin' on the eight ball landing in the side wall
Cold-blooded killer if you ask
That I bet his ass 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 ass could never cash
He's bettin' on the eight ball landing in the side wall
Cold-blooded killer if you ask