Standard (EADGBE)
yea i catch my buzz in the black of the night
where nobody ever goes and the warm win blows
and if i lose my cool in the open then it shows
that im down and i aint alright
i search my soul where there is no moon
the trees all cross and they're covered in moss
if the crickets wanna know then i'll tell em what i lost
oh i got th tailgate blues
i aint sure where it all began
somewhere round here i know
this bridge was a little more crowded then
i was playin her a tailgate show
now im just sittin here alone
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damn that AM radio
for playin more than a song
my heart wont beat if the strings are broke
the melodys hittin me wrong
right here where she belongs
Chorus
the crickets heard my story and i listened to em sing
as i closed the tailgate up
aint no tellin what tommorrow might bring maybe me
and a dixie cup but that wont be enough
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