| Gunpowder and Lead by Miranda Lambert | ||||||||
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C County road 233, under my feet G D Nothin' on this white rock but little old me D C I've got two miles till he makes bail G D And if I'm right were headed straight for hell Chorus: D I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun C Wait by the door and light a cigarette G If he wants a fight well now he's got one D And he ain't seen me crazy yet D He slap my face and he shook me like a rag doll C Doesnt that sound like a real man G I'm going to show him what little girls are made of Gunpowder and lead It's half past ten, another six pack in And I can feel the rumble like the cold black wind He pulls in the drive, the gravel flies He don't know what's waiting here this time Chorus C His fist is big but my gun is bigger C He'll find out when I pull the triggerG F County road 233, unde r my feet C G Nothin' on this white rock but little old me G F I've got two miles till he makes bail C G And if I'm right were headed straight for hell Chorus: G I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun F Wait by the door and light a cigarette C If he wants a fight well now he's got one G And he ain't seen me crazy yet G He slap my face and he shook me like a rag doll F Doesnt that sound like a real man C I'm going to show him what little girls are made of Gunpowder and lead It's half past ten, another six pack in And I can feel the rumble like the cold black wind He pulls in the drive, the gravel flies He don't know what's waiting here this time Chorus F His fist is big but my gun is bigger F He'll find out when I pull the trigger |