Nine Ball

[Intro]
Em D G C
Em D G
C

[Verse 1]
Em                       D                           G
I don't wanna bet but my father wrote a check that I bet
                        C
his ass could never cash
       Em                        D
He’s betting on the eight ball landing in the side wall,
G                            C
coldblooded killer if you ask
    Em                         D
But every night he needs me to land himself a red
     G
threecorner pocket at twelve am
C Em                         D                G
  Only twelve years old but I got a hold of a pool stick I
                   C
was gifted from him
               Em         D
My father is a betting man

[Chorus]
                   G      C
But I got myself a steady hand
                    Em                       D
He's sitting in the corner with a sixpack of Corona
                          G        C
Betting that his son will win again

[Harmonica Solo]
Em D G C Em D G C

[Verse 2]
   Em
Go bet another sixpack
D
Bet I make a comeback
G                             C
Kinda like this table's got a lean
Em                                D
Won’t you take me fishing and I want to try out for the
G                          C
seventh grade football team
      Em                           D
He'll probably be nothing but this town's old drunkard and
   G                       C
die on a smokestained stool
      Em                               D
Right now he's got a bargain that he's taken too far on his
     G                     C
boys' game of nineball pool
                Em         D
My father was a betting man

[Chorus]
                   G      C
But I got myself a steady hand
                    Em                       D
He's sitting in the corner with a sixpack of Corona
                          G        C
Betting that his son will win again
             Em             D G C
My father was  a betting man

[Guitar Solo]
Em D G C Em D G C
                Em
My father was a betting man

[Outro]
D                   G          C
 But I got myself a steady hand
                    Em                         D
He's sitting in the corner with a sixpack of Corona
                          G
Betting that his son will win again
C Em                       D                          G
  I don't wanna bet but my daddy wrote a check that I bet
                        C
his ass could never cash
       Em                        D
He’s betting on the eight ball landing in the side wall,
G                            C
coldblooded killer if you ask