Nine Ball - Live From Vancouver

Ay, so I think, uh, I think my old man is here somewhere in the crowd this evening

He's grown to be one of my best friends in the entire world

One night we were playing pool together somewhere, who know where

And he told me this story about his gran-, my grandpa, his father

He used to take him to the bar and make him shoot pool for him

And this is a song called "Nine Ball", hope you guys don't hate it

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 12:00 a.m.

Only 12-years-old, but I got ahold

Of a pool stick I was gifted from him

My father was a bettin' man

But I got myself a steady hand

Sittin' in the corner with a six-pack of Corona

Bettin' that his son'll win again

My father was a bettin' man

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

Sittin' in the corner with a six-pack of Corona

Bettin' that his son'll win again

My father was a bettin' man

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 12:00 a.m.

Only 12-years-old, but I got ahold

Of a pool stick I was gifted from him

My father was a bettin' man

But I got myself a steady hand

Sittin' in the corner with a six-pack of Corona

Bettin' that his son'll win again

My father was a bettin' man