Tone: [G]
[G]County road 233, [F]under my feet
[C]Nothin' on this white rock but [G]little old me
I've got [G]two miles till [F]he makes bail
[C]And if I'm right were headed s[G]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 dont know what's waiting here this time
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
[F]His fist is big but my gun is bigger
[F]He'll find out when I pull the trigger
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