When The Pin Hits The Shell

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 of

Is gonna send you to hell

Is the same one you're gonna answer

To when the pin hits the shell.

Your sisters been blaming everybody.

I don't blame her, man, I guess Id do the same

If you was my brother, man, Id probably stand you.

But you aint, man, so I got to go my way.

And I aint gonna crawl upon no high horse

Cause i got throuwn of one

When i was young and i aint no cowboy

So i aint going where i dont belong.

It wouldnt do you no good to let you know

That it damned near killed me too

So i aint gonna mourn for you, man,

Now that youre 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.

Feeling good used to come so damned easy,

Racing trains from 2nd Street to Avalon.

Take a trip down to 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.

And i aint gonna crawl upon no high horse

Cause i got thrown of of one

When i was young and i aint no cowboy

So i aint going where i dont belong.

It wouldnt do you no good to let you know

That it damned near killed me too

So i aint gonna mourn for you, man,

Now that youre gone.

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 of

Is gonna send you to hell

Is the same one you're gonna answer

To when the pin hits the shell.