I don't wanna bet
but my father
wrote a check
that I bet his ass
could never cash
He's betting on
the eight ball
landing 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 pole stick
I was gifted from him
My father
is a betting man
but I got myself
a steady hand
He's sitting
in the corner
with a six pack of Corona
betting that
his son'll win again
Go bet another six pack
bet I make comeback
I know that this table's
got a lean
Won't you
take me fishin'?
And I wanna try out
for the seventh grade
football team
You'll probably be nothing
but this town's
old drunkard and 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 betting man
but I got myself
a steady hand
He's sitting
in the corner
with a six pack of Corona
betting that
his son'll win again
My father was
a betting man
My father was
a betting man
but I got myself
a steady hand
He's sitting
in the corner
with a six pack of Corona
betting 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 betting on
the eight ball
landing in the side wall
cold-blooded killer
if you ask