Songtext Tailgate blues von Luke Bryan

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Tailgates & tanlines

2011

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 it 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 them what I lost
Oh, I got the tailgate blues

I ain't sure were it all began
Somewhere 'round here I know
This bridge was a little more crowded then
I was playing her a tailgate show
And now I'm just sittin' 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 it 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 them what I lost
Oh I've got the tailgate blues

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 it 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 them what I lost
Oh, I got the tailgate blues

The crickets heard my story and I listened to em sing
I guess I'll close the tailgate up
There ain't no telling what tomorrow might bring
Maybe me and a Dixie cup
But 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 it 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 them what I lost
Oh, I 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 it shows
That I'm down and I ain't alright

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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 it 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 them what I lost
Oh, I got the tailgate blues

I ain't sure were it all began
Somewhere 'round here I know
This bridge was a little more crowded then
I was playing her a tailgate show
And now I'm just sittin' 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 it 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 them what I lost
Oh I've got the tailgate blues

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 it 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 them what I lost
Oh, I got the tailgate blues

The crickets heard my story and I listened to em sing
I guess I'll close the tailgate up
There ain't no telling what tomorrow might bring
Maybe me and a Dixie cup
But 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 it 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 them what I lost
Oh, I 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 it shows
That I'm down and I ain't alright