Chords for Miranda Lambert Gunpowder & Lead (Lyrics in description)
Tempo:
96.85 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
F
Gm
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [Bb] [G]
[Gm]
[G] County Road 233, under my feet
[Gm] Nothing on this wide road but a little oatmeal
[G] I got two miles till he [Bb] makes [G] bail
[Gm] And if I'm right we're headed [G] straight for him
I'm going home, gonna load my [F] shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
[C] He wants a firewell, now he's got [G] one
He ain't seen me crazy yet
Slapped my face and shook me like a [F] rag doll
That's hell, not the real [C] man
I'm gonna show him what a little brook made of
Gunpowder [G] and lead
Well
[Bb] [G] it's half past ten
Another six pack in
I [Gm] can feel the [G] rumble like a cold black wind
He pulls in the drive [F] Gravel flies
[G] [C] He don't know what's waiting here [Gm] this time
[G] Yeah, I'm going home, gonna load my [F] shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
[C] He wants a firewell, now he's [G] got one
He ain't seen me crazy yet
Slapped my face and shook me like [F] a rag doll
That's hell, not the real [C] man
I'm gonna show him what a little [Gm] brook made of
Gunpowder and lead
[G]
[F] His fluster's big like my guns brooder
[C] He'll find out when I pull the trigger
[G] I'm going home, gonna load my shotgun
[F] Wait by the door and light a cigarette
[C] He wants a firewell, now [Gm] he's got one
He ain't seen me crazy yet
[G] Slapped my face and shook me like a [F] rag doll
That's hell, not the real [C] man
I'm gonna show him what a little brook made of
Gunpowder, [G] gunpowder and lead
[F] [Bb] Gunpowder [C] and lead
[Gm] [G]
[F]
[C] [Gm] [G]
[F] Gunpowder and lead
[C] [G]
[F]
[C] [G]
[C] [Gm] [G]
[Eb] [D] [G]
[Gm]
[G] County Road 233, under my feet
[Gm] Nothing on this wide road but a little oatmeal
[G] I got two miles till he [Bb] makes [G] bail
[Gm] And if I'm right we're headed [G] straight for him
I'm going home, gonna load my [F] shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
[C] He wants a firewell, now he's got [G] one
He ain't seen me crazy yet
Slapped my face and shook me like a [F] rag doll
That's hell, not the real [C] man
I'm gonna show him what a little brook made of
Gunpowder [G] and lead
Well
[Bb] [G] it's half past ten
Another six pack in
I [Gm] can feel the [G] rumble like a cold black wind
He pulls in the drive [F] Gravel flies
[G] [C] He don't know what's waiting here [Gm] this time
[G] Yeah, I'm going home, gonna load my [F] shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
[C] He wants a firewell, now he's [G] got one
He ain't seen me crazy yet
Slapped my face and shook me like [F] a rag doll
That's hell, not the real [C] man
I'm gonna show him what a little [Gm] brook made of
Gunpowder and lead
[G]
[F] His fluster's big like my guns brooder
[C] He'll find out when I pull the trigger
[G] I'm going home, gonna load my shotgun
[F] Wait by the door and light a cigarette
[C] He wants a firewell, now [Gm] he's got one
He ain't seen me crazy yet
[G] Slapped my face and shook me like a [F] rag doll
That's hell, not the real [C] man
I'm gonna show him what a little brook made of
Gunpowder, [G] gunpowder and lead
[F] [Bb] Gunpowder [C] and lead
[Gm] [G]
[F]
[C] [Gm] [G]
[F] Gunpowder and lead
[C] [G]
[F]
[C] [G]
[C] [Gm] [G]
[Eb] [D] [G]
Key:
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C
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Gm
Bb
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C
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_ [G] _ _ _ [Bb] _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
[G] County Road 233, under my feet
_ [Gm] Nothing on this wide road but a little oatmeal
[G] I got two miles till he [Bb] makes [G] bail
_ [Gm] And if I'm right we're headed [G] straight for him
_ I'm going home, gonna load my [F] shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
[C] He wants a firewell, now he's got [G] one
He ain't seen me crazy yet
Slapped my face and shook me like a [F] rag doll
That's hell, not the real [C] man
I'm gonna show him what a little brook made of
Gunpowder [G] and lead
Well _ _ _
[Bb] _ [G] it's half past ten
Another six pack in
I [Gm] can feel the [G] rumble like a cold black wind
He pulls in the drive [F] Gravel flies
[G] [C] He don't know what's waiting here [Gm] this time
[G] _ _ Yeah, I'm going home, gonna load my [F] shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
[C] He wants a firewell, now he's [G] got one
He ain't seen me crazy yet
Slapped my face and shook me like [F] a rag doll
That's hell, not the real [C] man
I'm gonna show him what a little [Gm] brook made of
Gunpowder and lead
_ _ _ [G] _
_ [F] His fluster's big like my guns brooder
[C] He'll _ find out when I pull the trigger
[G] I'm going home, gonna load my shotgun
[F] Wait by the door and light a cigarette
[C] He wants a firewell, now [Gm] he's got one
He ain't seen me crazy yet
[G] Slapped my face and shook me like a [F] rag doll
That's hell, not the real [C] man
I'm gonna show him what a little brook made of
Gunpowder, [G] gunpowder and lead
_ _ [F] _ _ [Bb] Gunpowder [C] and lead
_ _ [Gm] _ _ [G] _ _ _
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[C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [F] Gunpowder and lead _
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_ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ [Gm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
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[Eb] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
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[G] County Road 233, under my feet
_ [Gm] Nothing on this wide road but a little oatmeal
[G] I got two miles till he [Bb] makes [G] bail
_ [Gm] And if I'm right we're headed [G] straight for him
_ I'm going home, gonna load my [F] shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
[C] He wants a firewell, now he's got [G] one
He ain't seen me crazy yet
Slapped my face and shook me like a [F] rag doll
That's hell, not the real [C] man
I'm gonna show him what a little brook made of
Gunpowder [G] and lead
Well _ _ _
[Bb] _ [G] it's half past ten
Another six pack in
I [Gm] can feel the [G] rumble like a cold black wind
He pulls in the drive [F] Gravel flies
[G] [C] He don't know what's waiting here [Gm] this time
[G] _ _ Yeah, I'm going home, gonna load my [F] shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
[C] He wants a firewell, now he's [G] got one
He ain't seen me crazy yet
Slapped my face and shook me like [F] a rag doll
That's hell, not the real [C] man
I'm gonna show him what a little [Gm] brook made of
Gunpowder and lead
_ _ _ [G] _
_ [F] His fluster's big like my guns brooder
[C] He'll _ find out when I pull the trigger
[G] I'm going home, gonna load my shotgun
[F] Wait by the door and light a cigarette
[C] He wants a firewell, now [Gm] he's got one
He ain't seen me crazy yet
[G] Slapped my face and shook me like a [F] rag doll
That's hell, not the real [C] man
I'm gonna show him what a little brook made of
Gunpowder, [G] gunpowder and lead
_ _ [F] _ _ [Bb] Gunpowder [C] and lead
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[C] _ [Gm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
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[Eb] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _