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Nine Ball
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Zach Bryan
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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 ask But every night, he needs me to land himself a red three Corner pocket at 12 AM 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 I know that this table's got a lean Won't you take me fishing? And I wanna 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 landin' in the side wall Cold-blooded killer if you ask
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