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Montucky Cold Snacks Presents Evan Bartels, performing his song 'Death of A Good Man'. Taken from Evan's 2025 EP, 'To Make You Cry', 'Death of A Good Man' was born out a conversation Bartels had late one night with a man in a bar. After parting ways, Bartels wrote the song the next day, a beautiful observation of life, struggle and determination. This live acoustic performance for the Holler Nashville Sessions is one of the EP's stand out tracks, and just comes to show how powerful Evan's songwriting really is. 'Waves': Song Starts - 00:18 First Chorus - 01:40 Song Ends - 04:25 'Death of A Good Man' Lyrics: On the east side of Nashville, I sat and got stoned With a man who never told me his name Said, "The death of a good man don′t really matter," "If he ain't got no friends or no kin" In ′04, my boy fought in Fallujah Just like I went and fought back in 'Nam But I made it home, some bastard shot him and he died over there in the sand Said "The cancer came back, oh, about a month ago" After two years of Leaving me alone And my wife passed back in December Since then I've been here on my own" And he spoke like a southern Baptist preacher Sang like a Pentecostal choir Said he always done right by his momma And ain′t no man could call him a liar Some nights when his spirit got heavy He′d dream of that lost promised land Said it looked like back home in Virginia But he'll never see them old hills again He said, "I blame it on the damn tobacco and I blame it all on the booze And I blame it on the fella sitting up in heaven For giving me the Right to choose" He said, "I reckon I′ll die on a Tuesday And I hope the sun's gonna shine And I can′t take it with me So I drink it right here My whiskey, my beer and my wine" And he spoke like a southern Baptist preacher Sang like a Pentecostal choir Said he always done right by his woman And ain't no man could call him a liar But some nights when his spirit got heavy He′d dream of that lost promised land Said it looked like back home in Virginia But he'll never see them old hills again" And I'd sit at the bar while he′s talking Just like me and him was old friends And promised I′d always remember the life of a good man Now on the east side of Nashville I sit And I get stoned --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Subscribe to Holler's YouTube Channel: / @hollercountry Subscribe to Holler's Mailer: https://subscribe.holler.country For all the best coverage of Country and Americana, follow Holler: News, Reviews and Opinion: https://holler.country Instagram: /hollercountry TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/hollercountry Facebook: / holler.country X: https://x.com/HollerCountry Who would you like to see record a Holler Live Session Next? Tell us your picks in the comments below! ⬇️ --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Evan Bartels - Guitar / Vocals Director: Neilson Hubbard Audio Engineer and Sound Editor: Neilson Hubbard Filmed by: Neilson Hubbard and Joshua Britt Editors: Joshua Britt and Neilson Hubbard Coloring: Neighborhoods Apart Productions Producer: Alex Parry