Drive by Truckers
NINE BULLETS

 My roommate’s gun got nine bullets in it
 Nine bullets in my roommate’s gun
 My roommate’s gun got nine bullets in it
 Gonna find a use for every last one

 One for the love who chose to betray me, a real fine love who wouldn’t be true
 One for the man that she betrayed with, a nice enough fella, she’ll betray him too
 A nice enough fella, she’ll betray him too

 One for my boss man, riding my butt again, sorry sir, but you’d better clock out
 One for the lady down at the laundrymat, who goes threw my dryer pulling one sock out
 She goes threw my dryer pulling one sock out

 One just to put me out of my misery
 I better aim that sucker true
 I’ll leave a note that says I’m sorry but I went off the deep end when I fell for you
 I went off the deep end when I fell for you

 One each for my immediate family, they’ll be so disappointed to see what I done
 One left over, I’ll save it for my roommate
 After all it’s my roommate’s gun
 After all it’s my roommate’s gun

 My roommate’s gun got nine bullets in it Nine bullets in my roommate’s gun
 Roommate’s gun got nine bullets in it
 Gonna find a use for every last oneGonna find a use for every last one
 Gonna find a use for every last one

 lyrics by Patterson Hood Music by Drive-by Truckers ©1997 Soul Dump Music
 originally written on stage in Opelika AL. P. Hood and M. Cooley 3/13/92