Neal McCoy Tailgate Lyrics

'74 Ford truck, rusted out an' beat up.
Fire-engine red, been a part of the family for years.
I was sixteen, it was my turn.
Four on the floor an' I had learn,
So my brother took me out to teach me how to shift those gears.
With a tear in his eye, he handed me the keys.
Says: "Truck's got quite a history.
"Over the years it's been really good to me."

"There's been a lotta tail on the tailgate,
"b__pin' on the b__per,
"Steam on the windows: ain't no wonder,
"There's dents in the hoods, an' the shocks ain't good.
"Swingin' from the rollbars, dancin' in the bed:
"I seen a bunch of gorgeous country corn-fed,
"Girls an' a few other things I can't say:
"There's been a lotta tail on the tailgate,
"Oh, that's right, oh."

Got a grille guard, foglights.
Custom paint an' every Friday night,
I'm trollin' down Main Street showin' off the new chrome wheels.
We take a rough ride (Rough ride.)
Down a dirt road (Down a dirt road.)
To my Grandaddy's farm an' we unload,
An' drove, the doors wide open an' crank up the stero.
It's better than a club or a honky-tonk,
An' we can hang out just as long as we want.
I think I undertsand what my brother was talkin' about.

'Cause there's a lotta tail on the tailgate,
b__pin' on the b__per,
Steam on the windows, ain't no wonder,
There's dents in the hood an' the shocks ain't good.
Swingin' from the rollbars, dancin' in the bed,
There's a bunch of gorgeous country corn-fed,
Girls an' a few other things I can't say:
There's a lotta tail on the tailgate:
Whoo, that's right.

(Oh, show 'em what you got. baby.
(Whoo, hah, let it go boys.)

There's a lotta tail on the tailgate,
b__pin' on the b__per,
Steam on the windows: ain't no wonder,
There's dents in the hood an' the shocks ain't good.
Swingin' from the rollbars, dancin' in the bed:
There's a bunch of gorgeous country corn-fed,
Girls an' a few other things I can't say:
There's been a lotta tail on the tailgate:
Whoo, yeah, baby.

That ain't what you're thinkin'.
Oh, now some of y'all take that out of your minds.
It ain't that.
That's where people sit!
Hello, do I have to explain it to you?
You think it's way down in the gutter.
Oh yeah.

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