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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 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 'em what i lost.
Oh, i've got the tailgate blues.
I ain't sure where it all began.
Somewhere out here, i know.
This bridge was a little more crowded,
Than i was playing a tailgate show.
Now, i'm just sitting 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 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 'em 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 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 'em what i lost.
Oh, i've got the tailgate blues.
The crickets heard my story.
And i listened to them sing.
Yes, i closed the tailgate up.
Ain't no telling what tomorrow might bring,
Maybe me and a dixie cup.
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 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 'em what i lost.
Oh, i've 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 shows,
That i'm down and i ain't alright.