Tailgate To Heaven (feat. Chris Lane)
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 it's moonlight halo, angel eyes
High on a hill that kisses the sky
Leanin' on in to tell her
Midnight heart confessions
Feet hangin' off over holy ground
Prayin' those stars don't ever burn out
On the small-town kids with a sixer from the 7-Eleven
Sittin' 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'll thank God for that half-ton 4-by-4
'Cause it got you up here with a girl and some beer
Now you're knockin' on Heaven's door
Moonlight halo, angel eyes
High on a hill that kisses the sky
Leanin' on in and tell her
Midnight heart confessions
Feet hangin' off over holy ground
Prayin' those stars'll never burn out
On the small-town kids with a sixer from the 7-Eleven
Sittin' on the tailgate to Heaven
Yeah, sittin' on the tailgate to Heaven
Moonlight halo, angel eyes
High on a hill that kisses the sky
Leanin' on in to tell her
Midnight heart confessions
Feet hangin' off over holy ground
Prayin' those stars don't ever burn out
On the small-town kids with a sixer from the 7-Eleven
Sittin' on the tailgate to Heaven
Sittin' on the tailgate to Heaven
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 it's moonlight halo, angel eyes
High on a hill that kisses the sky
Leanin' on in to tell her
Midnight heart confessions
Feet hangin' off over holy ground
Prayin' those stars don't ever burn out
On the small-town kids with a sixer from the 7-Eleven
Sittin' 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'll thank God for that half-ton 4-by-4
'Cause it got you up here with a girl and some beer
Now you're knockin' on Heaven's door
Moonlight halo, angel eyes
High on a hill that kisses the sky
Leanin' on in and tell her
Midnight heart confessions
Feet hangin' off over holy ground
Prayin' those stars'll never burn out
On the small-town kids with a sixer from the 7-Eleven
Sittin' on the tailgate to Heaven
Yeah, sittin' on the tailgate to Heaven
Moonlight halo, angel eyes
High on a hill that kisses the sky
Leanin' on in to tell her
Midnight heart confessions
Feet hangin' off over holy ground
Prayin' those stars don't ever burn out
On the small-town kids with a sixer from the 7-Eleven
Sittin' on the tailgate to Heaven
Sittin' on the tailgate to Heaven
Credits
Writer(s): Kelly Archer, Rodney Clawson, William L. Bundy
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