| I | F |
| IV | Bb |
| V | C |
F FOUR_MAJOR
Country
road
233,
Bb
under
my
feet
F FOUR_MAJOR
Nothin'
on
this
white
rock
but
C ONE_MAJOR
little
old
me
I've
got
F FOUR_MAJOR
two
miles
till
Bb
he
makes
bail.
F FOUR_MAJOR
And
if
I'm
right
we're
headed
C ONE_MAJOR
straight
for
hell.
F FOUR_MAJOR
I'm
goin'
home,
gonna
load
my
shot-
gun.
Bb
Wait
by
the
door
and
light
a
cigarette.
F FOUR_MAJOR
If
he
wants a
fight
now
he's
got
one.
C ONE_MAJOR
And
he
ain'r
seen
me
crazy
yet.
F FOUR_MAJOR
He slap
my face
and
he
shook me
like a
rag
doll.
Bb
Doesn't
that
sound
like
a
real
man.
F FOUR_MAJOR
I'm
going
to
show
him
what
little
girls
F FOUR_MAJOR
are
made
of
Gun-
powder
and
lead
F FOUR_MAJOR
It's
half
past
ten,
Bb
another
six
pack
in.
F FOUR_MAJOR
And I
can
feel the
rumble
like
the cold
black
wind.
C ONE_MAJOR
He
pulls
in
the
drive,
F FOUR_MAJOR
the
gravel
flies,
Bb
He
don't
know
what's
F FOUR_MAJOR
waiting
here
this
time.
F FOUR_MAJOR
F FOUR_MAJOR
I'm
goin'
home,
gonna
load
my
shot-
gun.
Bb
Wait
by
the
door
and
light
a
cigarette.
F FOUR_MAJOR
If
he
wants a
fight
now
he's
got
one.
C ONE_MAJOR
And
he
ain'r
seen
me
crazy
yet.
F FOUR_MAJOR
He slap
my face
and
he
shook me
like a
rag
doll.
Bb
Doesn't
that
sound
like
a
real
man.
F FOUR_MAJOR
I'm
going
to
show
him
what
little
girls
C ONE_MAJOR
are
made
of
Gun-
powder
and
lead
Bb
His
fist
is
big,
Bb
but
my
gun
is
bigger
Bb
He'll
find
out
when
Bb
I
pull
the
trigger.
F FOUR_MAJOR
I'm
goin'
home,
gonna
load
my
shot-
gun.
Bb
Wait
by
the
door
and
light
a
cigarette.
F FOUR_MAJOR
If
he
wants a
fight
now
he's
got
one.
C ONE_MAJOR
And
he
ain'r
seen
me
crazy
yet.
F FOUR_MAJOR
He slap
my face
and
he
shook me
like a
rag
doll.
Bb
Doesn't
that
sound
like
a
real
man.
F FOUR_MAJOR
I'm
going
to
show
him
what
little
girls
F FOUR_MAJOR
are
made
of
Gun-
powder
and
lead
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