County road 233, under my feet Nothin' on this white rock but l ittle ole me I've got two miles 'til, he make s bail And if I'm right we're headed st raight for hell I'm goin' home, gonna load my sh otgun Wait by the door and light a cig arette If he wants a fight well now he' s got one And he ain't seen me crazy yet He slapped 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 lit tle girls are 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 grave l flies He don't know what's waiting her e this time I'm goin' home, gonna load my sh otgun Wait by the door and light a cig arette If he wants a fight well now he' s got one And he ain't seen me crazy yet He slapped 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 lit tle girls are made of Gunpowder and lead His fist is big but my gun's big ger He'll find out when I pull the t rigger I'm goin' home, gonna load my sh otgun Wait by the door and light a cig arette If he wants a fight well now he' s got one And he ain't seen me crazy yet He slapped 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 lit tle girls are made of Gunpowder and, gunpowder and lea d Gunpowder and lead Hey!