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 County Road  under my feet
 Nothin' on this white rock but little ol' 
 I got two miles till he  bail
 And if  right we're headed straight for hell
 
 I'm goin' home, gonna load my 
  by the door and light a cigarette
 He wants a  well now he's got one
  ain't seen me crazy yet
 Slapped my face and he  me like a rag doll
  that sound like a real man
 I'm gonna show  what a little girl's made of
 Gun  and lead
 
  it's half past ten
 Another  pack in
 I can feel the rumble like  cold black wind
 He pulls in  drive
 Gravel flies
 He  know what's waitin' here this time
 
 Hey I'm goin' home, gonna load my 
 Wait by the door  light a cigarette
 He wants a fight well now he's  one
 And he ain't  me crazy yet
  my face and he shook me like a rag doll
 Don't that sound  a real man
 I'm  show him what a little girl's made of
  powder and lead
 
 His fist is big but  gun's bigger
 He'll  out when I pull the trigger
 
 I'm goin' home, gonna  my shotgun
 Wait by the  and light a cigarette
 He wants a fight well now  got one
 And he ain't seen  crazy yet
 Slapped my  and he shook me like a rag doll
 Don't that sound like a real 
 I'm  show him what a little girl's made of
 Gun powder and  powder and lead
 Gun  and lead