Chords for Miranda Lambert - Gunpowder & Lead - Lyrics in Description
Tempo:
92.7 bpm
Chords used:
G
F
C
Gm
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Gb] [A] [E] [Eb] [G]
[Gm] [G] County Road 233, under my feet.
[Gm] Nothing on this wide rock but a little oak me.
I [G] got two miles to kill, he makes [G] bail.
[Gm]
And if I'm robbed we're headed [G] straight for him.
I'm going home, rolling over [F] my shotgun,
I'm waiting by the door with my [C] cigarette.
He wants to buy well, now he's [G] got one.
He ain't seen me crazy yet.
Slapped my face and shook me like [F] a rag doll.
Don't that sound like a real [C] man?
I'm on the show, I'm rolling to the broke mater.
Shotgun [G] powder in there.
[Bb] [G] Well it's half past ten, another six pack in.
[E] I can feel the [G] rumble like a cold black wind.
He pulls in a drive, [Gm]
[F] gravel flat.
[G] [C] He don't know what's waiting here [Gm] this time.
[G] Yeah, I'm going home, rolling over [F] my shotgun.
I'm waiting by the door with my cigarette.
[C] He wants to buy well, now he's [G] got one.
He ain't seen me crazy yet.
Slapped my face and shook me like [F] a rag doll.
Don't that sound like a real [C] man?
I'm on the show, I'm rolling to the broke [Gm] mater.
Shotgun powder in there.
[F] Yeah, it's close to bed and my gun's bigger.
[C]
He'll find out when I pull the [G] trigger.
I'm going home, rolling over my [F] shotgun.
I'm waiting by the door with my cigarette.
[C] He wants to buy well, now [Gm] he's got one.
He ain't seen me crazy [G] yet.
Slapped my face and shook me like a rag [F] doll.
Don't that sound like a real [C] man?
I'm on the show, I'm rolling to the broke mater.
Shotgun powder [G] in there.
[F] [Bb] [C]
[Gm] [G] [Gm]
[F] [C]
[Gm] [G]
[F] [C]
[G]
[F] [C] [G]
[Gm] [G] County Road 233, under my feet.
[Gm] Nothing on this wide rock but a little oak me.
I [G] got two miles to kill, he makes [G] bail.
[Gm]
And if I'm robbed we're headed [G] straight for him.
I'm going home, rolling over [F] my shotgun,
I'm waiting by the door with my [C] cigarette.
He wants to buy well, now he's [G] got one.
He ain't seen me crazy yet.
Slapped my face and shook me like [F] a rag doll.
Don't that sound like a real [C] man?
I'm on the show, I'm rolling to the broke mater.
Shotgun [G] powder in there.
[Bb] [G] Well it's half past ten, another six pack in.
[E] I can feel the [G] rumble like a cold black wind.
He pulls in a drive, [Gm]
[F] gravel flat.
[G] [C] He don't know what's waiting here [Gm] this time.
[G] Yeah, I'm going home, rolling over [F] my shotgun.
I'm waiting by the door with my cigarette.
[C] He wants to buy well, now he's [G] got one.
He ain't seen me crazy yet.
Slapped my face and shook me like [F] a rag doll.
Don't that sound like a real [C] man?
I'm on the show, I'm rolling to the broke [Gm] mater.
Shotgun powder in there.
[F] Yeah, it's close to bed and my gun's bigger.
[C]
He'll find out when I pull the [G] trigger.
I'm going home, rolling over my [F] shotgun.
I'm waiting by the door with my cigarette.
[C] He wants to buy well, now [Gm] he's got one.
He ain't seen me crazy [G] yet.
Slapped my face and shook me like a rag [F] doll.
Don't that sound like a real [C] man?
I'm on the show, I'm rolling to the broke mater.
Shotgun powder [G] in there.
[F] [Bb] [C]
[Gm] [G] [Gm]
[F] [C]
[Gm] [G]
[F] [C]
[G]
[F] [C] [G]
Key:
G
F
C
Gm
E
G
F
C
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[Gb] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ [Eb] _ _ [G] _
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_ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ County Road 233, _ under my feet. _
[Gm] Nothing on this wide rock but a little oak me.
I [G] got two miles to kill, he makes [G] bail.
_ [Gm]
And if I'm robbed we're headed [G] straight for him.
_ I'm going home, rolling over [F] my shotgun,
I'm waiting by the door with my [C] cigarette.
He wants to buy well, now he's [G] got one.
He ain't seen me crazy yet.
Slapped my face and shook me like [F] a rag doll.
Don't that sound like a real [C] man?
I'm on the show, I'm rolling to the broke mater.
Shotgun [G] powder in there. _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] [G] Well it's half past ten, another six pack in.
_ [E] I can feel the [G] rumble like a cold black wind.
He pulls in a drive, [Gm] _
[F] gravel flat.
[G] [C] He don't know what's waiting here [Gm] this time.
[G] _ _ Yeah, I'm going home, rolling over [F] my shotgun.
I'm waiting by the door with my cigarette.
[C] He wants to buy well, now he's [G] got one.
He ain't seen me crazy yet.
Slapped my face and shook me like [F] a rag doll.
Don't that sound like a real [C] man?
I'm on the show, I'm rolling to the broke [Gm] mater.
Shotgun powder in there. _ _ _ _
[F] Yeah, it's close to bed and my gun's bigger.
_ [C] _
He'll find out when I pull the [G] trigger.
I'm going home, rolling over my [F] shotgun.
I'm waiting by the door with my cigarette.
[C] He wants to buy well, now [Gm] he's got one.
He ain't seen me crazy [G] yet.
Slapped my face and shook me like a rag [F] doll.
Don't that sound like a real [C] man?
I'm on the show, I'm rolling to the broke mater.
Shotgun powder [G] in there. _ _
[F] _ _ _ [Bb] _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
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[Gb] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ [Eb] _ _ [G] _
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_ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ County Road 233, _ under my feet. _
[Gm] Nothing on this wide rock but a little oak me.
I [G] got two miles to kill, he makes [G] bail.
_ [Gm]
And if I'm robbed we're headed [G] straight for him.
_ I'm going home, rolling over [F] my shotgun,
I'm waiting by the door with my [C] cigarette.
He wants to buy well, now he's [G] got one.
He ain't seen me crazy yet.
Slapped my face and shook me like [F] a rag doll.
Don't that sound like a real [C] man?
I'm on the show, I'm rolling to the broke mater.
Shotgun [G] powder in there. _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] [G] Well it's half past ten, another six pack in.
_ [E] I can feel the [G] rumble like a cold black wind.
He pulls in a drive, [Gm] _
[F] gravel flat.
[G] [C] He don't know what's waiting here [Gm] this time.
[G] _ _ Yeah, I'm going home, rolling over [F] my shotgun.
I'm waiting by the door with my cigarette.
[C] He wants to buy well, now he's [G] got one.
He ain't seen me crazy yet.
Slapped my face and shook me like [F] a rag doll.
Don't that sound like a real [C] man?
I'm on the show, I'm rolling to the broke [Gm] mater.
Shotgun powder in there. _ _ _ _
[F] Yeah, it's close to bed and my gun's bigger.
_ [C] _
He'll find out when I pull the [G] trigger.
I'm going home, rolling over my [F] shotgun.
I'm waiting by the door with my cigarette.
[C] He wants to buy well, now [Gm] he's got one.
He ain't seen me crazy [G] yet.
Slapped my face and shook me like a rag [F] doll.
Don't that sound like a real [C] man?
I'm on the show, I'm rolling to the broke mater.
Shotgun powder [G] in there. _ _
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