Tailgate Blues

Luke Bryan

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    I catch my buzz in the black of night,
    Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows.
    If i loose my cool in the open and shows,
    That i'm down and i ain't alright.
    I search my soul where there is no moon.
    The trees all cross and are covered in moss.
    If the crickets wanna know, then i'll tell 'em what i lost.
    Oh, i've got the tailgate blues.

    I ain't sure where it all began.
    Somewhere out here, i know.
    This bridge was a little more crowded,
    Than i was playing a tailgate show.
    Now, i'm just sitting here alone.

    To catch my buzz in the black of night,
    Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows.
    If i loose my cool in the open and shows,
    That i'm down and i ain't alright.
    I search my soul where there is no moon.
    The trees all cross and are covered in moss.
    If the crickets wanna know, then i'll tell 'em what i lost.
    Oh, i've got the tailgate blues.

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    Damn that am radio, for playing more than a song.
    My heart won't beat if the strings are broke.
    The melody's hittin' me wrong.
    Right here where she belongs.

    I catch my buzz in the black of night,
    Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows.
    If i loose my cool in the open and shows,
    That i'm down and i ain't alright.
    I search my soul where there is no moon.
    The trees all cross and are covered in moss.
    If the crickets wanna know, then i'll tell 'em what i lost.
    Oh, i've got the tailgate blues.

    The crickets heard my story.
    And i listened to them sing.
    Yes, i closed the tailgate up.
    Ain't no telling what tomorrow might bring,
    Maybe me and a dixie cup.
    That won't be enough.

    Yes, i catch my buzz in the black of night,
    Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows.
    If i loose my cool in the open and shows,
    That i'm down and i ain't alright.
    I search my soul where there is no moon.
    The trees all cross and are covered in moss.
    If the crickets wanna know, then i'll tell 'em what i lost.
    Oh, i've got the tailgate blues.

    I catch my buzz in the black of night,
    Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows.
    If i loose my cool in the open and shows,
    That i'm down and i ain't alright.

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    Composición: Brent Patrick Cobb y Neil Allen Medley

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