Ash Bowers Driving Nails
Verse 1
Well that steel was cold and hard, when they slapped
them on my wrist
17 headed straight to jail, drunk on half a fifth
Daddy drove down to the jailhouse, said I ain’t gonna
bail you out
Between these steel bars and mamma’s broken heart,
here’s something you can think about
Chorus:
He said a many a man by his own two hands bring a
hurting on himself
Got too much pride to lift his eyes up to heaven for a
little help
Now everybody needs forgiveness, cause even a good man
fails
The Good Lord’s building mansions, the devil’s just
driving nails
Verse
I went to my best friend’s funeral, he left a wife and
two young kids
I guess his reasons for dying got bigger than his
reason to live
That preacher’s voice faded in the rain and tears that
day
Until all I heard were my daddy’s words as we gathered
round to pray
Chorus:
He said a many a man by his own two hands bring a
hurting on himself
Got too much pride to lift his eyes up to heaven for a
little help
Now everybody needs forgiveness, cause even a good man
fails
The Good Lord’s building mansions, the devil’s just
driving nails
Verse
Back roads Sunday morning, I was hit with Amazing Grace
I heard a story ‘bout a carpenter and tear rolled down
my face
I saw that cross and God’s only son with his hands
nailed to the wood
And I thought of the years that brought me here and I
finally understood
Chorus:
He said a many a man by his own two hands bring a
hurting on himself
The greatest gift that a man can give is dying for
someone else
Now everybody needs forgiveness, cause even a good man
fails
The Good Lord’s building mansions, the devil’s just
driving nails
The Good Lord’s building mansions, the devil’s just
driving nails
