Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tailgate Blues, artist - Luke Bryan. Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Song language: English
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 |