Nails in the Coffin of '99
TitanChord
Nineteen ninety-nine, September
Bar fight at the Red Dog off 31
I was drinkin' Jim with a kid named Tyler
He said somethin' about my daddy's name
So I swung
The bottle broke wrong, the glass went deep
Tyler hit the floor, he wouldn't speak
Sheriff called it self-defense, case closed
But I know what I did and I know how he froze
Nails in the coffin of '99
Twenty-seven years I've been servin' time
In the prison of a night I can't undo
Every drop of rain hits me like a bullet goin' through
Nails in the coffin, nails in my head
Tyler's twenty-one forever, and I'm still half-dead
Married a woman, had a daughter
Built a life on top of a grave
She asked me why I don't sleep through thunder
I said "The truth ain't a thing a man can save"
Showed up at his mama's grave last spring
Left a fifth of Jim and my wedding ring
Said "Miss Tyler, I owe you everything"
Walked back to the truck and the engine wouldn't sing
If the sheriff ever came back to ask
I'd hand him my hands, hand him my past
Twenty-seven years of pretendin'
I didn't kill a boy in the bar that night
I'd give it back, I'd trade it all
For one unbroken bottle on a hardwood floor
Nails in the coffin of '99
Every one of 'em pounded through mine
Ain't no preacher, ain't no priest
Ain't no mama, ain't no police
Gonna pry 'em out, gonna make it right
I killed a boy in the bar that night
I killed a boy in the bar that night
Nails in the Coffin of '99
By TitanChord · Dark Americana
From the album Nails in the Coffin of '99
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Nineteen ninety-nine, September Bar fight at the Red Dog off 31 I was drinkin' Jim with a kid named Tyler He said somethin' about my daddy's name So I swung
The bottle broke wrong, the glass went deep Tyler hit the floor, he wouldn't speak Sheriff called it self-defense, case closed But I know what I did and I know how he froze
Nails in the coffin of '99 Twenty-seven years I've been servin' time In the prison of a night I can't undo Every drop of rain hits me like a bullet goin' through Nails in the coffin, nails in my head Tyler's twenty-one forever, and I'm still half-dead
Married a woman, had a daughter Built a life on top of a grave She asked me why I don't sleep through thunder I said "The truth ain't a thing a man can save"
Showed up at his mama's grave last spring Left a fifth of Jim and my wedding ring Said "Miss Tyler, I owe you everything" Walked back to the truck and the engine wouldn't sing
If the sheriff ever came back to ask I'd hand him my hands, hand him my past Twenty-seven years of pretendin' I didn't kill a boy in the bar that night I'd give it back, I'd trade it all For one unbroken bottle on a hardwood floor
Nails in the coffin of '99 Every one of 'em pounded through mine Ain't no preacher, ain't no priest Ain't no mama, ain't no police Gonna pry 'em out, gonna make it right I killed a boy in the bar that night I killed a boy in the bar that night
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