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a simple G, F, C, G strum pattern.
Pulloff: p
Hammeron: h
Bend: ^
Intro:
E-----------------|-------------------|
B-----------------|-------------------|
G--0-----00--3^-0-|-----0--0-3p0--0-0-|
D-----0h3--0------|---3--3-------3-3--|
A-----------------|-------------------|
E-3--3------------|-3-----------------|
E---------------------|----------------|
B-----------3-3---0-0-|----------------|
G-----0--0--3-3---0-0-|--3^-0--0--0----|
D--0h2--2-------------|-0-----3--3-----|
A---------------------|-------------1^-|
E-3-------------3-----|----------------|
Verses: a simple G, F, C, G strum pattern.
G Fadd9
E-----------------|-----------------|
B-----------------|-------0h1-------|
G--0-----00--3^-0-|-----0-----0---0-|
D-----0h3--0------|---3---------3---|
A-----------------|-----------------|
E-3--3------------|-1---------------|
C7 G
E---------------------|---------------------|
B---------------------|---------------------|
G-------0---3-0-----0-|---3^-0-----0---0----|
D---0h2---------0h3---|--------0h3---3------|
A-3-------3-----------|------------------1^-|
E---------------------|-3-------------------|
G F
County road 233, under my feet
C G
Nothin' on this white rock but little old me
G F
I've got two miles till he makes bail
C G
And if I'm right where headed straight for hell
Chorus:
G
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
F
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
C
If he wants a fight well now he's got one
G
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
G
He slap my face and he shook me like a rag doll
F
Doesnt that sound like a real man
C
I'm going to show him what little girls are made of
Gunpowder and lead
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
He dont know what's waiting here this time
Chorus
F
His fist is big but my gun is bigger
F
He'll find out when I pull the trigger
Chorus
