Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tailgate To Heaven, artist - Shawn Austin
Date of issue: 10.08.2021
Song language: English
Tailgate To Heaven |
Streets of this town ain’t paved in gold but there’s a Texaco star |
Lights up the start of a gravel road that heads into the dark |
It’ll take the wheels of your truck and your girl up above the clouds |
Cut the engine off, turn the radio on, drop the tailgate down |
Then its moonlight halo, angel eyes |
High on a hill that kisses the sky |
Leaning on in to tell her |
Midnight heart confessions |
Feet hanging off over holy ground |
Praying those stars don’t ever burn out |
On the small-town kids with a sixer from the 7−11 |
Sitting on the tailgate to heaven |
When you’re way up there with her it’s pretty close to paradise |
And when her song comes on those wings start to come untied |
And you thank God for that half-ton 4×4 |
'Cause it got you up here with a girl and some beer |
Now you’re knocking on heaven’s door |
Then its moonlight halo, angel eyes |
High on a hill that kisses the sky |
Leaning on in to tell her |
Midnight heart confessions |
Feet hanging off over holy ground |
Praying those stars don’t ever burn out |
On the small-town kids with a sixer from the 7−11 |
Sitting on the tailgate to heaven |
Then its moonlight halo, angel eyes |
High on a hill that kisses the sky |
Leaning on in to tell her |
Midnight heart confessions |
Feet hanging off over holy ground |
Praying those stars don’t ever burn out |
On the small-town kids with a sixer from the 7−11 |
Sitting on the tailgate to heaven |