Pin Hits The Shell
By Drive-by Truckers
You can [F]lie to your Mama, you can [C]lie to your race
But you [F]cant lie to nobody with that [Bb]cold steel in your face
And the [F]same God that youre so afraid is gonna [C]send you to hell
Is the [F]same one youre gonna answer to when the [Bb]pin hits the shell
Well, Your [F]sisters been blaming every[C]body
I dont [F]blame her, man, I guess Id do the [Bb]same
if you was my [F]brother, man, Id probably stand [C]by you.
But you [F]aint, man, so I got to go my [Bb]way.
Chorus 1:
And I aint gonna [Dm]crawl upon no high horse
Cause I [Bb]got thrown off of one
When I was [F]young and I aint no cowboy
So I aint [Bb]going where I dont belong
It [Dm]wouldnt do you no good to let you know that
It [Bb]damned near killed me too
So I aint gonna [F]mourn for you, man, now that youre [Bb]gone
Me and you, we liked our pills and our whiskey
But you dont want your head full of either one when the house gets quiet and dark
Having fun used to be so damned easy
Racing trains from 2nd Street to Avalon
Chorus 2:
Take a trip down memory lane
You dont see no friendly faces
All the houses have been painted and
Nobody knows your name.
Its enough to make a man not want
To be nobodys Daddy
When all he thinks hes got left to hand down is guilt and shame
Chorus 1
You can lie to your Mama, you can lie to your race
But you cant lie to nobody with that cold steel in your face
And the same God that youre so afraid is gonna send you to hell
Is the same one youre gonna answer to when the pin hits the shell
By Drive-by Truckers
You can [F]lie to your Mama, you can [C]lie to your race
But you [F]cant lie to nobody with that [Bb]cold steel in your face
And the [F]same God that youre so afraid is gonna [C]send you to hell
Is the [F]same one youre gonna answer to when the [Bb]pin hits the shell
Well, Your [F]sisters been blaming every[C]body
I dont [F]blame her, man, I guess Id do the [Bb]same
if you was my [F]brother, man, Id probably stand [C]by you.
But you [F]aint, man, so I got to go my [Bb]way.
Chorus 1:
And I aint gonna [Dm]crawl upon no high horse
Cause I [Bb]got thrown off of one
When I was [F]young and I aint no cowboy
So I aint [Bb]going where I dont belong
It [Dm]wouldnt do you no good to let you know that
It [Bb]damned near killed me too
So I aint gonna [F]mourn for you, man, now that youre [Bb]gone
Me and you, we liked our pills and our whiskey
But you dont want your head full of either one when the house gets quiet and dark
Having fun used to be so damned easy
Racing trains from 2nd Street to Avalon
Chorus 2:
Take a trip down memory lane
You dont see no friendly faces
All the houses have been painted and
Nobody knows your name.
Its enough to make a man not want
To be nobodys Daddy
When all he thinks hes got left to hand down is guilt and shame
Chorus 1
You can lie to your Mama, you can lie to your race
But you cant lie to nobody with that cold steel in your face
And the same God that youre so afraid is gonna send you to hell
Is the same one youre gonna answer to when the pin hits the shell
