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


[Chorus]
 G
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
 F
Wait by the door, and light a cigarette
 C
He wants a fight, well, now he's got one
 G
He ain't seen me crazy yet
 G
Slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll
  F
Don't that sound like a real man?
 C
I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of
C               G
 Gunpowder and lead


[Verse 2]
            G                       F
Well, it's half past ten, another six-pack in
C                                    G
 And I can feel the rumble like the cold black wind
     G                  F
He pulls in the drive, the gravel flies
C                                  G
 But he don't 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
He wants a fight, well, now he's got one
 G
He ain't seen me crazy yet
 G
Slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll
  F
Don't that sound like a real man?
 C
I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of
C               G
 Gunpowder and lead


[Bridge]
     F
His fist is big, but my gun's bigger
 C
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
He wants a fight, well, now he's got one
 G
He ain't seen me crazy yet
 G
Slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll
  F
Don't that sound like a real man?
 C
I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of
C               G
 Gunpowder and lead


 G
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
 F
Wait by the door, and light a cigarette
 C
He wants a fight, well, now he's got one
 G
He ain't seen me crazy yet
 G
Slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll
  F
Don't that sound like a real man?
 C
I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of
C               G
 Gunpowder and lead