County road 233
Under my feet
Nothing on this white rock
But little old me
I've got two miles till
He makes bail
And if I'm right we're heading straight for hell
Hey I'm going home gonna load up my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
He wants a fight well now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
Slapped my face and he shook me like a ragdoll
Don't that sound like a real man
I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of
Gunpowder and lead
Well it's half past ten
Another six-pack in
And I can feel the rumble like a cold black wind
He pulls in the drive
Gravel flies
Well he don't know what's waiting here this time
Hey I'm going home gonna load up my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
He wants a fight well now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
Slapped my face and he shook me like a ragdoll
Don't that sound like a real man
I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of
Gunpowder and lead
Well his fist is big but my gun's bigger
He'll find out when I pull the trigger
I'm going home gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
He wants a fight well now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
Slapped my face and he shook me like a ragdoll
Don't that sound like a real man
I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of
Gunpowder and
Gunpowder and lead
Gunpowder and lead ye-yeah
Hey!
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