Ash Bowers - Driving Nails Lyrics

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