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