Tailgate (Live from Tootsie's Orchid Lounge)

[Crowd Chatter / Guitar Strumming] [Colt] Alright... We've been gettin' a little emotional in here. [Crowd laughs] I'm gettin' thirsty. Y'all gettin' thirsty? [Crowd Cheers] There we go. Let's have some damn fun. [Colt Starts Fast Acoustic Riff] [Band Joins] [Verse 1] It's Friday five, tools down, let's ride Cooler packed tight and the Busch is on ice Bonfire flickerin' at the edge of the pines Where the good ol' boys raise hell by design Got a lawn-chair throne and a speaker full blast Throwin' beanbags and forgettin' the past Chevy backed up with the tailgate down Yeah, this ain't heaven... But it's damn close now! [Crowd Cheers / Pedal Steel Rip] [Chorus] TAILGATE! Where the world slows down With a six-pack buzz and that country sound We don't need a stage, don't need a light show Just a truck-bed beat and a moonlight glow From the cornfields to the county line Life's a little better off the interstate Kick it back, crack a smile, don't wait... It all goes down... At the TAILGATE! [Band Hits / Crowd Whistles] [Verse 2] She's dancin' barefoot in a camo hat Turnin' that flatbed into a welcome mat Smell of charcoal, whiskey in the air You know love might just happen out there Old timers say we're wild as hell But we just call it raisin' ourselves Ain't no velvet rope, no VIP Just red-dirt boots... And folks like me. [Colt] That's all we need! [Chorus] TAILGATE! Where the world slows down With a six-pack buzz and that country sound We don't need a stage, don't need a light show Just a truck-bed beat and a moonlight glow From the cornfields to the county line Life's a little better off the interstate Kick it back, crack a smile, don't wait... It all goes down... At the TAILGATE! [Extended Guitar / Pedal Steel Break] [Crowd Clapping With Beat] [Colt — over the band] Aw, let that steel guitar talk! [Pedal Steel Solo] [Colt] There it is! [Band Pulls Way Back] [Bridge] Ain't nothin' fancy 'bout a rusty rig But it holds the memories and the coldest swigs Where the stories grow... And the stars don't fade... [Slower] We salute our roots... Tailgate made. [Brief Pause] [Colt] Hell yeah. [Band Slams Back In] [Final Chorus] TAILGATE! Where the world slows down With a six-pack buzz and that country sound We don't need a stage, don't need a light show Just a truck-bed beat and a moonlight glow From the cornfields to the county line Life's a little better off the interstate Kick it back, crack a smile, don't wait... Yeah, the good life starts... At the TAILGATE! [Band Keeps Groove Going] [Outro] Tailgate down... Sky full of grace... We were born to party... In a backroad place... [Colt over the groove] Tailgate down... Cold beer... Good friends... Friday night... What the hell else do you need? [Crowd Cheers] [Colt] TAILGATE DOWN! [Band Hits Final Chord] [Huge Applause / Whistles] That's more like it, Nashville! [Colt laughs] Now somebody get me a damn beer.