He wore a Walker on his hip
But they called him The Gentlemen
He abided the law
But was quick to draw
With his honor on the line
He never knew the deck was stacked
'Til they shot him in the back
They stole his life
With a head held high
But they couldn't touch his pride
Woah, oh, oh, oh,
Woah, oh, oh, oh
One more nail in the coffin
One more notch in the post
That barefoot mile we're walking
Tryna find our way home
A little more ink in the tattoo
To commemorate our tale
No man escapes that sad truth
That's one more nail, brother, one more nail
Carved upon a cross
The name that he'd lost
She laid him down
On the edge of town
With embers in her eyes
And so the legends say
They dug too shallow a grave
For that cursed night
Under a blood moon's light
The ghost of reckoning rides
One more nail in the coffin
One more notch in the post
That barefoot mile we're walking
Tryna find our way home
One last strum of the six-string
One final tale to tell
Give me one more tall shot of whiskey
For one more nail, brother, one more nail
The whole town heard the scream
And they crowded in the street
His face was posed
Like he'd seen a ghost
And cards covered his eyes
Whether widow or a wraith
The gambler learned that day
Clubs and spades
An Eight, An Ace
All debts must be paid
Woah, oh, oh, oh,
Woah, oh, oh, oh
One more nail in the coffin
One more notch in the post
That barefoot mile we're walking
Tryna find our way home
From all the saints gone to glory
To the darkest depths of hell
It's always the same old story
One more nail in the coffin
One more notch in the post
That barefoot mile we're walking
Tryna find our way home
Last drop of ink in the tattoo
To commemorate our tale
No man escapes that sad truth
That's one more nail, brother, one more nail
One more nail, brother, one more nail
One more nail, brother, one more nail