County Road 233 under my feet

Nothin' on this white

rock but a little ol' me

I got two miles 'til 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

He wants a fight, well now he's got one

And he ain't seen me crazy yet

Slapped my face and he

shook me like a rag doll

Don't that sound like a real man

I'm gonna show him what

a little girl's made of

Gunpowder and lead

Well, it's half past

ten, another si pack in

I can feel the rumble

like the cold black wind

He pulls in the drive, gravel flies

But he don't know what's

waitin' here this time

Hey, I'm goin' home,

gonna load my shotgun

Wait by the door and light a cigarette

He wants a fight, well now he's got one

And he ain't seen me crazy yet

Slapped my face and he

shook me like a rag doll

Don't that sound like a real man

I'm gonna show him what

a little girl's made of

Gunpowder and lead

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

He wants a fight, well now he's got one

And he ain't seen me crazy yet

Slapped my face and he

shook me like a rag doll

Don't that sound like a real man

I'm gonna show him what

a little girl's made of

Gunpowder and, gunpowder and lead

Gunpowder and lead, hey!