Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Drop a Tailgate , by - Cypress SpringRelease date: 14.09.2017
Song language: English
Drop a Tailgate |
| Back road livin' moonshine sippin' |
| Four wheel drive with a bad chick in it |
| Take an old dirt road turn the radio up |
| Lock in the four wheel drive and try to get stuck |
| Just a good old boys gettin' down out here |
| So if you’re about the drama don’t come around down here |
| Got my whole crew with me throwin' down round here |
| It’s a hell of a party it’s goin' down out here |
| We got the tailgate slammed with Bud Light on ice |
| Got a pretty little girl dancin' in the moonlight |
| It’s the way we were raised and that’s how we’ll stay |
| So pull out the guitar and sing |
| We drop a tailgate in the back of the woods |
| Got a jar full of shine you know we livin' it good |
| So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel |
| And that’s the way we was supposed to live |
| We drop a tailgate in the back of the woods |
| Got a cooler full of beer you know we livin' it good |
| So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel |
| And that’s the way we was supposed to live |
| We was supposed to live |
| Brought up in a little town just a speck on the map |
| Raised up right taught to not talk back |
| We live our lives a little slower than most |
| Rather ride back roads and chill on the coast |
| Find an old cotton field way off the beaten path |
| Four wheel drives with some girls in the back |
| It’s a mud slingin' 'til the sun goes down |
| Sittin' by a fire is better than a night on the town |
| Grab the jar then pass it around |
| For miles an old guitar is the only sound |
| So grab your girl, the finest one in this town |
| And let your tailgate down |
| We drop a tailgate in the back of the woods |
| Got a jar full of shine you know we livin' it good |
| So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel |
| And that’s the way we was supposed to live |
| We drop a tailgate in the back of the woods |
| Got a cooler full of beer you know we livin' it good |
| So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel |
| And that’s the way we was supposed to live |
| We was supposed to live |
| I’ll be headed on the road why you need blacktop |
| Sitting so high on the six inch shocks |
| Twelves in the cab make the whole town rock |
| You know it ain’t a party 'til the tailgate drop |
| We drop a tailgate in the back of the woods |
| Got a jar full of shine you know we livin' it good |
| So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel |
| And that’s the way we was supposed to live |
| We drop a tailgate in the back of the woods |
| Got a cooler full of beer you know we livin' it good |
| So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel |
| And that’s the way we was supposed to live |
| We was supposed to live |