Gunpowder And Lead

G F County road two thirty-three under my feet C G Nothin' on this white rock but little ol' me G F I've got two miles till he makes bail C G And if I'm right, we're headed straight for hell G I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun F Wait by the door, and light a cigarette C He wants a fight, well, now he's got one G He ain't seen me crazy yet G Slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll F Don't that sound like a real man? C I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of C G Gunpowder and lead G F Well, it's half past ten, another six-pack in C G And I can feel the rumble like the cold black wind G F He pulls in the drive, the gravel flies C G But he don't know what's waiting here this time G I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun F Wait by the door, and light a cigarette C He wants a fight, well, now he's got one G He ain't seen me crazy yet G Slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll F Don't that sound like a real man? C I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of C G Gunpowder and lead F His fist is big, but my gun's bigger C He'll find out when I pull the trigger G I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun F Wait by the door, and light a cigarette C He wants a fight, well, now he's got one G He ain't seen me crazy yet G Slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll F Don't that sound like a real man? C I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of C G Gunpowder and lead G I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun F Wait by the door, and light a cigarette C He wants a fight, well, now he's got one G He ain't seen me crazy yet G Slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll F Don't that sound like a real man? C I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of C G Gunpowder and lead