Gunpowder and Lead Briana Buckmaster

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[Verse 1]
County road two thirty-three under my feet
Nothin' on this white rock but little ol' me
I've got two miles till he makes bail
And if I'm right, we're headed straight for hell

[Chorus]
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
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 little girls are made of
Gunpowder and lead

[Verse 2]
Well, 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
But he don't know what's waiting here this time

[Chorus]
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
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 little girls are made of
Gunpowder and lead

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