County road two thirty-three under my feet
Nothin' on this white rock but little ol' me
I've got two miles 'til he makes bail
And if I'm right, we're headed straight for hell
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door, and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight, well, now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man?
I'm going to show him what little girls are made of
Gunpowder and lead
Well, it's half past ten, another six-pack in
And I can feel the rumble like the cold black wind
He pulls in the drive, the gravel flies
He don't know what's waiting here this time
Hey, I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door, and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight, well, now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man?
I'm going to show him what little girls are made of
Gunpowder and lead
His fist is big, but my gun's bigger
He'll find out when I pull the trigger
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door, and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight, well, now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man?
I'm going to show him what little girls are made of
Gunpowder and, gunpowder and lead
Gunpowder and lead, yeah, yeah
Hey
Miranda Lambert - Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Album Lyrics
Miranda Lambert - Crazy Ex-Girlfriend Lyrics
Writer: Heather Marie Little, Miranda Lambert
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Bluewater Music Corp.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Bluewater Music Corp.
Dry Town
Well, the road was hot and flat as a ruler
Good hundred miles 'tween me and Mazula
That violet top wasn't gettin' no cooler
So I stopped at a quickie sack
Well, I figured I'd need about a sixth of Miller
And one of those things so I wouldn't spill 'er
And I asked the girl if the beer was in the back
She said
It's a dry town
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town
So I turn right around, no hesitation
Cursed the law for ruinin' the nation
Waved goodbye to the boy at the station
But she wouldn't go into gear
He said, it sounds like your transmission
You need Bob, but he's gone fishin'
His day off, he gets a long way from here
'Cause
It's a dry town
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town
Well, back home friend, you can get a dose of
Something strong from your local grocer
So I walked down till I came a little closer
To a place called Happy John's
He said, "I keep something here for colds and fevers
Down underneath where I usual leave her
Just last night I felt a cold comin' on."
Now it's a dry town
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town
I need a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town
Good hundred miles 'tween me and Mazula
That violet top wasn't gettin' no cooler
So I stopped at a quickie sack
Well, I figured I'd need about a sixth of Miller
And one of those things so I wouldn't spill 'er
And I asked the girl if the beer was in the back
She said
It's a dry town
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town
So I turn right around, no hesitation
Cursed the law for ruinin' the nation
Waved goodbye to the boy at the station
But she wouldn't go into gear
He said, it sounds like your transmission
You need Bob, but he's gone fishin'
His day off, he gets a long way from here
'Cause
It's a dry town
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town
Well, back home friend, you can get a dose of
Something strong from your local grocer
So I walked down till I came a little closer
To a place called Happy John's
He said, "I keep something here for colds and fevers
Down underneath where I usual leave her
Just last night I felt a cold comin' on."
Now it's a dry town
No beer, no liquor for miles around
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town
I need a sip or two
To wash me down
Outta this dry town
Writer: DAVID TODD RAWLINGS, GILLIAN HOWARD WELCH
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
Famous In A Small Town
They say life is so much sweeter
through the telephoto lens of fame
around here you get just as much attention
cheerin' at the high school football game
I dreamed of going to Nashville
Put my money down and placed my bet
But I just got the first buck of the season
I made the front page of the Turnertown Gazette
Every last one, route one, rural hearts got a story to tell
Every grandma, in law, ex girlfriend
Maybe knows it just a little too well
Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail
Hey words gonna get around
Everybody dies famous in a small town
Tyler and Casey broke up
It ended pretty quietly
We heard he was caught red-handed with her mama
So that's just what they let us all believe
Every last one, route one, rural hearts got a story to tell
Every grandma, in law, ex girlfriend
Maybe knows it just a little too well
Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail
Hey words gonna get around
Everybody dies famous in a small town
Baby who
Needs their faces in a magazine
Me and you
We've been stars of the town since we were 17
Let's go on down to the quick stop
Wear your yellow shades
And I'll put on my tight jeans
And we'll just spend the weekend burnin' rubber
And we'll let em point and stare in disbelief
Every last one, route one, rural hearts got a story to tell
Every grandma, in law, ex girlfriend
Maybe knows it just a little too well
Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail
Hey words gonna get around
Everybody dies famous in a small town
Everybody dies famous in a small town
through the telephoto lens of fame
around here you get just as much attention
cheerin' at the high school football game
I dreamed of going to Nashville
Put my money down and placed my bet
But I just got the first buck of the season
I made the front page of the Turnertown Gazette
Every last one, route one, rural hearts got a story to tell
Every grandma, in law, ex girlfriend
Maybe knows it just a little too well
Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail
Hey words gonna get around
Everybody dies famous in a small town
Tyler and Casey broke up
It ended pretty quietly
We heard he was caught red-handed with her mama
So that's just what they let us all believe
Every last one, route one, rural hearts got a story to tell
Every grandma, in law, ex girlfriend
Maybe knows it just a little too well
Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail
Hey words gonna get around
Everybody dies famous in a small town
Baby who
Needs their faces in a magazine
Me and you
We've been stars of the town since we were 17
Let's go on down to the quick stop
Wear your yellow shades
And I'll put on my tight jeans
And we'll just spend the weekend burnin' rubber
And we'll let em point and stare in disbelief
Every last one, route one, rural hearts got a story to tell
Every grandma, in law, ex girlfriend
Maybe knows it just a little too well
Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail
Hey words gonna get around
Everybody dies famous in a small town
Everybody dies famous in a small town
Writer: MIRANDA LAMBERT, TRAVIS HOWARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Crazy Ex-Girlfriend
It took me five bars, some thirty license plates
I saw her mustang and my eyes filled up with rage
I brought my pistol, but I ain't some kind of fool
So I walked right in barehanded, she was on his arm while he was playin' pool
Just like I used to do
She kissed him while I got a beer, well she didn't think I'd show up here
I'm a crazy ex-girlfriend
I watched her for a while but I didn't like her walk
Came across kinda cheap to me, but hey, how's that my fault
She looked at my man like he didn't have on a stitch
Somebody tell that girl to step up to the plate, i'm gonna pitch
Little bitch
Those pretty girls can play their game
But their damn well gonna know my name
I'm a crazy ex-girlfriend
Well I started throwin' things and I scared folks half to death
I got up in his face and smelled whiskey on his breath
Didn't give a second thought to being thrown in jail
Cause baby to hammer everything looks like a nail
And I was mad as hell
Well those pretty girls their all the same
But their damn well gonna know my name
I'm a crazy Ex-Girlfriend
I'm a crazy Ex-Girlfriend
I'm a crazy Ex-Girlfriend
I saw her mustang and my eyes filled up with rage
I brought my pistol, but I ain't some kind of fool
So I walked right in barehanded, she was on his arm while he was playin' pool
Just like I used to do
She kissed him while I got a beer, well she didn't think I'd show up here
I'm a crazy ex-girlfriend
I watched her for a while but I didn't like her walk
Came across kinda cheap to me, but hey, how's that my fault
She looked at my man like he didn't have on a stitch
Somebody tell that girl to step up to the plate, i'm gonna pitch
Little bitch
Those pretty girls can play their game
But their damn well gonna know my name
I'm a crazy ex-girlfriend
Well I started throwin' things and I scared folks half to death
I got up in his face and smelled whiskey on his breath
Didn't give a second thought to being thrown in jail
Cause baby to hammer everything looks like a nail
And I was mad as hell
Well those pretty girls their all the same
But their damn well gonna know my name
I'm a crazy Ex-Girlfriend
I'm a crazy Ex-Girlfriend
I'm a crazy Ex-Girlfriend
Writer: MIRANDA LAMBERT, TRAVIS HOWARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Love Letters
Love letters on wet paper forgivers and no takers
An angel who never got wings
You find Jesus and it's too late he's already closed the front gate
And the sign's flashin' no vacancy
You've broken my heart for the last time
You promised the truth and you told lies
You really made me believe
That love was supposed to be free
Love letters on wet paper forgivers and no takers
An angel who never got wings
You find Jesus and it's too late he's already closed the front gate
And the sign's flashin' no vacancy
I'll never forget how we used to be
But I'm better off livin' with memories
I know that it's gonna hurt
But I don't think it gets any worse
Than love letters on wet paper forgivers and no takers
An angel who never got wings
You find Jesus and it's too late he's already closed the front gate
And the signs flashin' no vacancy
Yeah my heart's flashing no vacancy
An angel who never got wings
You find Jesus and it's too late he's already closed the front gate
And the sign's flashin' no vacancy
You've broken my heart for the last time
You promised the truth and you told lies
You really made me believe
That love was supposed to be free
Love letters on wet paper forgivers and no takers
An angel who never got wings
You find Jesus and it's too late he's already closed the front gate
And the sign's flashin' no vacancy
I'll never forget how we used to be
But I'm better off livin' with memories
I know that it's gonna hurt
But I don't think it gets any worse
Than love letters on wet paper forgivers and no takers
An angel who never got wings
You find Jesus and it's too late he's already closed the front gate
And the signs flashin' no vacancy
Yeah my heart's flashing no vacancy
Writer: MIRANDA LAMBERT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Desperation
Throw a dog a bone I'll take it if I have to
Go real fast like there's somewhere we can get to
Whats the use in standin' right there on the edge
if there ain't nowhere to fall
whats the use in hangin on tight to the phone if nobody might call
Desperation
There's danger in frustration
complicated words slippin' off of your tongue and ain't one of them the truth
I'm still desperate for you.
Tell it like a lie live it like a movie
Give a heart away like it don't me nothin' to me
whats the use in makin' all the plans that we made
if you weren't gonna go
whats the use in slappin on a smile for a face
if your eyes don't wanna show
Desperation
There's danger in frustration
complicated words slippin' off of your tongue and ain't one of them the truth
I'm still desperate for you.
Well it's too damn bad you didn't have a chance
to make me your best friend
you were too caught up in givin' too much up
and not doin' what you should have been
Desperation
There's danger in frustration
complicated words slippin' off of your tongue and ain't one of them the truth
I'm still desperate for you.
Go real fast like there's somewhere we can get to
Whats the use in standin' right there on the edge
if there ain't nowhere to fall
whats the use in hangin on tight to the phone if nobody might call
Desperation
There's danger in frustration
complicated words slippin' off of your tongue and ain't one of them the truth
I'm still desperate for you.
Tell it like a lie live it like a movie
Give a heart away like it don't me nothin' to me
whats the use in makin' all the plans that we made
if you weren't gonna go
whats the use in slappin on a smile for a face
if your eyes don't wanna show
Desperation
There's danger in frustration
complicated words slippin' off of your tongue and ain't one of them the truth
I'm still desperate for you.
Well it's too damn bad you didn't have a chance
to make me your best friend
you were too caught up in givin' too much up
and not doin' what you should have been
Desperation
There's danger in frustration
complicated words slippin' off of your tongue and ain't one of them the truth
I'm still desperate for you.
Writer: MIRANDA LAMBERT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
More Like Her
She's beautiful in her simple little way
She don't have too much to say when she gets mad
She understands she don't let go of anything
Even when the pain gets really bad
I guess I should've been more like that
You had it all for a pretty little while
And some how you made me smile when I was sad
You took a chance on a bruised and beaten heart
And then you realized you wanted what you had
I guess I should've been more like that
I should have held on to my pride
I should have never let you lie
I guess you got what you deserve
I guess I should've been more like her
Forgiven you, she's stronger than I am
You don't look much like a man from where I'm at
It's plain to see desperation showed it's truth
You love her and she loves you with all she has
I guess I should've been more like that
I should have held on to my pride
I should have never let you lie
I guess you got what you deserve
I guess I should've been more like her
She's beautiful in her simple, little way
She don't have too much to say when she gets mad
She understands she don't let go of anything
Even when the pain gets really bad
I guess I should've been more like that
You had it all for a pretty little while
And some how you made me smile when I was sad
You took a chance on a bruised and beaten heart
And then you realized you wanted what you had
I guess I should've been more like that
I should have held on to my pride
I should have never let you lie
I guess you got what you deserve
I guess I should've been more like her
Forgiven you, she's stronger than I am
You don't look much like a man from where I'm at
It's plain to see desperation showed it's truth
You love her and she loves you with all she has
I guess I should've been more like that
I should have held on to my pride
I should have never let you lie
I guess you got what you deserve
I guess I should've been more like her
She's beautiful in her simple, little way
Writer: MIRANDA LAMBERT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Down
Down is where I'm goin'
Pain is what I'm showin'
Love is what I'm takin'
Hearts are what I'm breakin'
There's a strong man lives up in Jackson Hole
He took my heart and he broke my soul
Left a dark place in my chest
I sleep but I don't rest
I sleep but I don't rest
So down is where I'm goin'
Pain is what I'm showin'
Love is what I'm takin'
Hearts are what I'm breakin'
Met a little boy in Baton Rouge
His eyes were clear and his heart was true
I made that boy's heart scream my name
But he didn't know the game
No he didn't know the game
So down is where I'm goin'
Pain is what I'm showin'
Love is what I'm takin'
Hearts are what I'm breakin'
You don't want to be standing there
When the storm hits you won't have a prayer
My wind will blow you to your knees
Stay away from me
Stay away from me
Stay away from me
Oh yeah down is where I'm goin'
Pain is what I'm showin'
Love is what I'm takin'
Hearts are what I'm breakin'
Hearts are what I'm breakin'
Pain is what I'm showin'
Love is what I'm takin'
Hearts are what I'm breakin'
There's a strong man lives up in Jackson Hole
He took my heart and he broke my soul
Left a dark place in my chest
I sleep but I don't rest
I sleep but I don't rest
So down is where I'm goin'
Pain is what I'm showin'
Love is what I'm takin'
Hearts are what I'm breakin'
Met a little boy in Baton Rouge
His eyes were clear and his heart was true
I made that boy's heart scream my name
But he didn't know the game
No he didn't know the game
So down is where I'm goin'
Pain is what I'm showin'
Love is what I'm takin'
Hearts are what I'm breakin'
You don't want to be standing there
When the storm hits you won't have a prayer
My wind will blow you to your knees
Stay away from me
Stay away from me
Stay away from me
Oh yeah down is where I'm goin'
Pain is what I'm showin'
Love is what I'm takin'
Hearts are what I'm breakin'
Hearts are what I'm breakin'
Writer: MIRANDA LAMBERT, TRAVIS HOWARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Guilty In Here
God knows I tried everything I could to stay inside tonight
But that boy's like a sore in your mouth that you just have to bite
Him number one is shakin' hands with numbers two and three
Is it guilty in here or is it just me
I've made a point of not mixing love and pleasure in my life
'Cause daytime boys and nighttime boys
Usually don't see eye to eye
But I've been on a roll of late and they're all down on their knees
Is it guilty in here or is it just me
What became of all the boys who only want one thing
Someone tell me what I'm doing wrong
'Cause the good ones all got wedding rings
And the young ones are just too dumb
And I don't think I have anymore room underneath my thumb
Maybe after all the ends do justify the means
Is it guilty in here or is it just me
What became of all the boys who only want one thing
Someone tell me what I'm doing wrong
'Cause the good ones all got wedding rings
And the young ones are just too dumb
And I don't think I have anymore room underneath my thumb
I think after all the ends do justify the means
Is it guilty in here, is it just me
Is it guilty in here maybe it's just me
But that boy's like a sore in your mouth that you just have to bite
Him number one is shakin' hands with numbers two and three
Is it guilty in here or is it just me
I've made a point of not mixing love and pleasure in my life
'Cause daytime boys and nighttime boys
Usually don't see eye to eye
But I've been on a roll of late and they're all down on their knees
Is it guilty in here or is it just me
What became of all the boys who only want one thing
Someone tell me what I'm doing wrong
'Cause the good ones all got wedding rings
And the young ones are just too dumb
And I don't think I have anymore room underneath my thumb
Maybe after all the ends do justify the means
Is it guilty in here or is it just me
What became of all the boys who only want one thing
Someone tell me what I'm doing wrong
'Cause the good ones all got wedding rings
And the young ones are just too dumb
And I don't think I have anymore room underneath my thumb
I think after all the ends do justify the means
Is it guilty in here, is it just me
Is it guilty in here maybe it's just me
Writer: MIRANDA LAMBERT, TRAVIS HOWARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Getting Ready
Oh , baby I'm getting ready
I'm getting ready to let you go
My hands are shakin'
My heart's unsteady
Oh, how I once loved you so
I know all the magic's gone
Wish I had a magic wand
I would put a spell on you
You would see it as I do
Oh, I'm getting ready to let you go
Oh, I'm getting ready to let you go
Oh, baby you're my drug
And I was just your cigarette
I was nothing you could be proud of
I have lost my self-respect
My self-respect, self-respect
I have lost my self-respect
Oh, I'm getting ready to let you go
Oh, I'm getting ready to let you go
Oh, baby, baby I got no traction
I've been waitin' and waitin' for your reaction
Sure, I tried a new direction
I'm gonna give myself a ressurection
I'm getting ready, I'm getting ready
I'm getting ready to let you go
I'm getting ready, I'm getting ready
I'm getting ready to let you go
Let you go
I'm getting ready to let you go
My hands are shakin'
My heart's unsteady
Oh, how I once loved you so
I know all the magic's gone
Wish I had a magic wand
I would put a spell on you
You would see it as I do
Oh, I'm getting ready to let you go
Oh, I'm getting ready to let you go
Oh, baby you're my drug
And I was just your cigarette
I was nothing you could be proud of
I have lost my self-respect
My self-respect, self-respect
I have lost my self-respect
Oh, I'm getting ready to let you go
Oh, I'm getting ready to let you go
Oh, baby, baby I got no traction
I've been waitin' and waitin' for your reaction
Sure, I tried a new direction
I'm gonna give myself a ressurection
I'm getting ready, I'm getting ready
I'm getting ready to let you go
I'm getting ready, I'm getting ready
I'm getting ready to let you go
Let you go
Writer: PATRICIA J. GRIFFIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Easy From Now On
There he goes gone again
Same old story's gotta come to an end
Lovin' him was a one way street
But I'm gettin' off where the crossroads meet
It's a quarter moon in a ten cent town
Time for me to lay my heartaches down
Saturday night gonna make myself a name
Take a month of sundays to try and explain
It's gonna be easy to fill
The heart of a thirsty woman
Harder to kill the ghost of a no good man
And I'll be ridin' high in a fandangled sky
It's gonna be easy
It's gonna be easy from now on
Raw as whip but clean as a bone
Soft to touch when you take me home
When the mornin' comes and it's time for me to leave
Don't worry 'bout me, I got a wild card up my sleeve
It's gonna be easy to fill
The heart of a thirsty woman
Harder to kill the ghost of a no good man
And I'll be ridin' high in a fandangled sky
It's gonna be easy, It's gonna be easy
It's gonna be easy from now on
Same old story's gotta come to an end
Lovin' him was a one way street
But I'm gettin' off where the crossroads meet
It's a quarter moon in a ten cent town
Time for me to lay my heartaches down
Saturday night gonna make myself a name
Take a month of sundays to try and explain
It's gonna be easy to fill
The heart of a thirsty woman
Harder to kill the ghost of a no good man
And I'll be ridin' high in a fandangled sky
It's gonna be easy
It's gonna be easy from now on
Raw as whip but clean as a bone
Soft to touch when you take me home
When the mornin' comes and it's time for me to leave
Don't worry 'bout me, I got a wild card up my sleeve
It's gonna be easy to fill
The heart of a thirsty woman
Harder to kill the ghost of a no good man
And I'll be ridin' high in a fandangled sky
It's gonna be easy, It's gonna be easy
It's gonna be easy from now on
Writer: CARLENE ROUTH, SUSANNA CLARK
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Crazy Ex-Girlfriend is the second studio album by American country music artist, Miranda Lambert, released May 1, 2007, by Columbia Nashville. It was produced by Frank Liddell and Mike Wrucke.
Crazy Ex-Girlfriend was Lambert's first studio album released under the Columbia Nashville label, as 2005's Kerosene was issued on Epic Nashville Records. The album received high critical acclaim, with critics commenting on Lambert's revengeful material. The album went to number one on the United States' Top Country Albums chart and also reached number 6 on the overall American chart. Out of the album's four singles, three were major hits on the Billboard Hot Country Songs chart between 2007 and 2009. "Gunpowder & Lead", the third single released from the album, became her first Top 10 hit on the country chart in 2008. Other singles spawned from the album were "Famous in a Small Town" and "More Like Her".
In late Spring 2008, Crazy Ex-Girlfriend won the Album of the Year award at the Academy of Country Music Awards.
Performed By:
Miranda LambertCrazy Ex-Girlfriend was Lambert's first studio album released under the Columbia Nashville label, as 2005's Kerosene was issued on Epic Nashville Records. The album received high critical acclaim, with critics commenting on Lambert's revengeful material. The album went to number one on the United States' Top Country Albums chart and also reached number 6 on the overall American chart. Out of the album's four singles, three were major hits on the Billboard Hot Country Songs chart between 2007 and 2009. "Gunpowder & Lead", the third single released from the album, became her first Top 10 hit on the country chart in 2008. Other singles spawned from the album were "Famous in a Small Town" and "More Like Her".
In late Spring 2008, Crazy Ex-Girlfriend won the Album of the Year award at the Academy of Country Music Awards.
Genre(s): Country
Producer(s): Frank Liddell, Mike Wrucke
Released: May 1st, 2007
Year: 2007