Powder and Lead


I've looked for trouble since the day I was born
In a crowd of people I'm always alone
I never back down I keep pressin' on
If you'll hold my coat I'll cast the first stone


Seems I've always been under the thumb
Raised lookin' up the barrel of a gun
I'll cry for your laughter , I'd kill for your fun
I'll die in my tracks but I'll never run


     I ain't worth the salt they put on my bread
     I ain't worth the powder I ain't worth the lead
     To load up some shotgun and blow off my head
     I ain't worth the powder I ain't worth the lead


A debt to the devil I'll pay at the grave
I'll deny my birth come Gods judgement day
As I stand alone with nothing to say
Payin' the price for livin' this way



-Rob McNurlin
copyright Buffalo Skinner Music BMI