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County road 233, under my feet Nothin' on this white rock but little ole me I've got two miles till, he makes bail And if I'm right we're headed straight for hell
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun Wait by the door and light a cigarette If he wants a fight well now he's got one And he ain't seen me crazy yet He slap my face and he shook me like a rag doll Don't that sound like a real man I'm going to show him what a little girls made of Gunpowder and lead
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, the gravel flies He dont know what's waiting here this time
His fist is big but my gun's bigger He'll find out when I pull the trigger
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun Wait by the door and light a cigarette If he wants a fight well now he's got one And he ain't seen me crazy yet He slap my face and he shook me like a rag doll Don't that sound like a real man I'm going to show him what a little girls made of Gunpowder and Gunpowder and lead Gunpowder and lead
