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Nine Ball

šŸ‘¤ Zach Bryan • šŸŽ¼ Zach Bryan Songs • ā±ļø 3:11
šŸŽµ 1323 characters
ā±ļø 3:11 duration
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šŸ“œ 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 landin' in the side wall, cold-blooded killer if you asked
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 ahold 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 comeback
Count on that this table's got a lean
Won't you to takе me fishin', and I wanna try out for the sevеnth-grade football team
He'll probably be nothin', but this town's old drunkard 'nd die on a smoke-stained stool
Right now he's got a bargain that he's taken too far on his boys 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 landin' in the side wall, cold-blooded killer if you asked

ā±ļø Synced Lyrics

[00:15.28] I don't wanna bet, but my father wrote a check that I bet his ass could never cash
[00:22.16] He's bettin' on the eight-ball landin' in the side wall, cold-blooded killer if you asked
[00:29.24] But every night he needs me to land himself a red-three, corner pocket at 12 a.m.
[00:36.52] Only twelve years old, but I got ahold of a pool stick I was gifted from him
[00:42.75] My father is a bettin' man
[00:45.80] But I got myself a steady hand
[00:49.89] He's sittin' in the corner with a six-pack of Corona
[00:52.77] Bettin' that his son 'll win again
[00:56.17]
[01:12.29] Go bet another six-pack
[01:13.94] Bet I make comeback
[01:15.68] Count on that this table's got a lean
[01:19.42] Won't you to takе me fishin', and I wanna try out for the sevеnth-grade football team
[01:26.55] He'll probably be nothin', but this town's old drunkard 'nd die on a smoke-stained stool
[01:33.56] Right now he's got a bargain that he's taken too far on his boys game of nine-ball pool
[01:39.81] My father was a bettin' man
[01:43.15] But I got myself a steady hand
[01:46.85] He's sittin' in the corner with a six-pack of Corona
[01:49.94] Bettin' that his son 'll win again
[01:53.98] My father was a bettin' man
[01:57.65]
[02:15.55] My father was a bettin' man
[02:18.79] But I got myself a steady hand
[02:22.43] He's sittin' in the corner with a six-pack of Corona
[02:25.54] Bettin' that his son 'll win again
[02:30.58] I don't wanna bet, but my daddy wrote a check that I bet his ass could never cash
[02:38.15] He's bettin' on the eight-ball landin' in the side wall, cold-blooded killer if you asked
[02:45.73]

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