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