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Zach Bryan - 24 (Live) - Nine Ball - Live From Vancouver
24 (Live)
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02. Open the Gate - Live From Atlanta
03. God Speed - Live From San Antonio
04. The Great American Bar Scene - Live From Philadelphia
05. Fifth of May - Live From Kansas City
06. Tishomingo - Live From Little Rock
07. Oak Island - Live From Dallas
08. Nine Ball - Live From Vancouver
09. ’68 Fastback - Live From Tulsa
10. East Side of Sorrow - Live From Nashville
11. 28 - Live From Tampa
12. Tourniquet - Live From Oakland
13. Boys Of Faith - Live From Edmonton
14. Better Days - Live From Los Angeles
15. Oklahoma Smokeshow - Live From Greensboro
16. Dawns - Live From Brooklyn
17. Pink Skies - Live From Minneapolis
18. Starved - Live From Sacramento
19. American Nights - Live From Foxborough
20. I Remember Everything - Live From Chicago
21. Hey Driver - Live From Washington, D.C.
22. Burn, Burn, Burn - Live From Denver
23. Oklahoman Son - Live From Oklahoma City
24. Quittin’ Time - Live From Salt Lake City
25. Revival - Live From Knoxville
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