Lyrics Tallboys and Tailgates - Charlie Farley

Tallboys and Tailgates

4 by 4, call it 16
On 22s, it’s a country girl’s dream
Hitch on the back, smoke stack
Red lights, late nights
Light up anywhere we’re at
Tall boys and tailgates
(Everywhere I’m seeing)
Tall boys and tailgates
(Ain't nobody leaving)
Redneck’s last words
«Hey y’all, watch this
Say I won’t, say I won’t
I’m about to "
No guts, no glory, well come on and climb up inside
We going balls to the wall on this high octane ride
No lie, we living this life like jet fuel that’s been dumped on a bonfire
I’m going out in a blaze of glory if I die
If you put on the edge of a good time you can bet I’ll jump
Say I won’t and I will like I was Donald J. Trump
You can’t forget about me, turn it down, I’m always turnt up
Like a on a Saturday night around
You can’t run around being scared of where it might be
If your feet don’t leave the ground you can bet you’ll be flying
And if you ain’t I don’t want you on my team
'Cause my clique is full of go-getters going for the green
4 by 4, call it 16
On 22s, it’s a country girl’s dream
Hitch on the back, smoke stack
Red lights, late nights
Light up anywhere we’re at
Tall boys and tailgates
(Everywhere I’m seeing)
Tall boys and tailgates
(Ain't nobody leaving)
Redneck’s last words
«Hey y’all, watch this
Say I won’t, say I won’t
I’m about to "
Oh yeah, it’s time to get wild, got a whole truck bed full of fun
And I ain’t leaving till I’m all out, let’s get this job done now
Put a beer in the funnel, a shot in the bellybutton
Then lick the salt off a stump, now we’re doing something
We didn’t come here to sit around, we can do that at the house
I came here to throw these tall boys back and let them tailgates down
So gather the masses, of they don’t wanna come then drag 'em
With a tall strap on the back of your Chevy wagon
So send it till you bend it and then you can mend it back
We’ll come back with a vengeance, attacking the critics, surpassing the limits
That they set for you except the few independent women and men
Who break the rules, the rest of chickenshits need to live a little
4 by 4, call it 16
On 22s, it’s a country girl’s dream
Hitch on the back, smoke stack
Red lights, late nights
Light up anywhere we’re at
Tall boys and tailgates
(Everywhere I’m seeing)
Tall boys and tailgates
(Ain't nobody leaving)
Redneck’s last words
«Hey y’all, watch this
Say I won’t, say I won’t
I’m about to »