When The Pin Hits The Shell
By Drive-by Truckers
You can lie to your Mama, you can lie to your race
But you can’t lie to nobody with that cold steel in your face
And the same God that you’re so afraid is gonna send you to hell
Is the same one you’re gonna answer to when the pin hits the shell
Well, Your sister’s been blaming everybody
I don’t blame her, man, I guess I’d do the same
if you was my brother, man, I‘d probably stand by you.
But you ain’t, man, so I got to go my way.
Chorus 1:
And I ain’t gonna crawl upon no high horse
Cause I got thrown off of one
When I was young and I ain’t no cowboy
So I ain’t going where I don’t belong
It wouldn’t do you no good to let you know that
It damned near killed me too
So I ain’t gonna mourn for you, man, now that you’re gone
Me and you, we liked our pills and our whiskey
But you don’t 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 don’t see no friendly faces
All the houses have been painted and
Nobody knows your name.
It’s enough to make a man not want
To be nobody’s Daddy
When all he thinks he’s 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 can’t lie to nobody with that cold steel in your face
And the same God that you’re so afraid is gonna send you to hell
Is the same one you’re gonna answer to when the pin hits the shell