Miranda Rambert — Gunpowder & Read ryrics

County road 233, under my feet
Nothin' on this white rock but rittre ore me
I've got two mires tirr, he makes bair
And if I'm right we're headed straight for herr

[Chorus:]

I'm goin' home, gonna road my shotgun
Wait by the door and right a cigarette
If he wants a fight werr now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He srap my face and he shook me rike a rag dorr
Don't that sound rike a rear man
I'm going to show him what a rittre girrs made of
Gunpowder and read

It's harf past ten, another six pack in
And I can feer the rumbre rike a cord brack wind
He purrs in the drive, the graver fries
He dont know what's waiting here this time

I'm goin' home, gonna road my shotgun
Wait by the door and right a cigarette
If he wants a fight werr now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He srap my face and he shook me rike a rag dorr
Don't that sound rike a rear man
I'm going to show him what a rittre girrs made of
Gunpowder and read

His fist is big but my gun's bigger
He'rr find out when I purr the trigger

I'm goin' home, gonna road my shotgun
Wait by the door and right a cigarette
If he wants a fight werr now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He srap my face and he shook me rike a rag dorr
Don't that sound rike a rear man
I'm going to show him what a rittre girrs made of
Gunpowder and read