[INTRO] Meet me where the gravel turns Where the old oak leans toward the sky There's a rusted tailgate waiting And a thousand stars tonight Fireflies dancing through the pasture Crickets singing from the creek Come sit beside me, baby There's nowhere else I need to be Cold beer sweating in my hand Cooler packed beneath the moon We'll lean against that old tailgate And let the night come easy soon [VERSE 1] Sunset burning on the windshield Dust settling across my boots Cooler sitting in the truck bed Nothing fancy, nothing new Cold beer bottles rolling in the ice A six-pack tucked beside the seat You pull the tailgate down for us And save the best one just for me You pull up with that crooked smile Like you've got nowhere else to go I slide over, make you room And let the evening take control Your laughter rolls across the fields Like a song I've always known And when your fingers find my hand This backroad feels like home [PRE-CHORUS] We don't need a crowded room We don't need a neon sign Just a little moon above us And your shoulder next to mine Let the hard days disappear Let tomorrow wait its turn Cold beer on the tailgate While the stars begin to burn [CHORUS] Meet me by that rusted tailgate Where the fireflies light the dark Put your hand inside of mine And let the night become our spark We'll two-step in the gravel Laugh until the moon hangs low Sing along with that old radio And let the whole world go This is my kind of country Simple, wild and free Give me dusty roads and porch lights If you've got your hand in mine with me Meet me down that dirt road Where my heart already knows Every mile feels like forever Every turn leads me back home [VERSE 2] I grew up where the tractors started Before the morning sun was high Where the screen door slammed behind you And the fields went on for miles Grandma humming in the kitchen Coffee waiting on the stove Old dogs sleeping by the doorway Everybody always home Sunday bells across the valley County fair beneath the lights Little two-step on the hardwood Laughing through the summer night Those memories run through my veins Like a river through the land And now I'm making brand-new ones Every time you take my hand Cooler in the truck bed Cold beer catching sunset gold We sit there talking by the river While the evening settles slow [PRE-CHORUS] You don't have to promise heaven You don't have to dress it up Give me honest conversation And that look when you've had enough We'll drive until the road gets narrow Park beside the creek awhile I'll lean against your shoulder And you'll bring back that smile [CHORUS] Meet me by that rusted tailgate Where the fireflies light the dark Put your hand inside of mine And let the night become our spark We'll two-step in the gravel Laugh until the moon hangs low Sing along with that old radio And let the whole world go This is my kind of country Simple, wild and free Give me dusty roads and porch lights If you've got your hand in mine with me With the cooler full of cold ones And that tailgate worn and brown We'll keep dancing in the gravel Till the moon comes shining down [BRIDGE] Let the creek roll underneath us Let the pine trees sway and sing Let the stars hang like diamonds While you tell me everything We'll leave our worries in the truck bed Leave our shadows in the dust Tonight I don't need a perfect life I just need somebody I can trust Pull me close beneath the barn light Spin me once beneath the moon Set our beers beside the tailgate And stay until the night gets quiet [breakdown] Oh, this is where I breathe This is where I belong Between the dirt beneath my boots And your voice inside my song Cold beer, old truck, backroad breeze Your hand wrapped around mine That rusted tailgate underneath us And a whole sky full of stars tonight [FINAL CHORUS] Meet me by that rusted tailgate Where the whole night opens wide Put your arm around my shoulders And stay right here by my side We'll dance across the gravel Till our boots are covered brown Let the radio keep playing Till the stars all settle down This is my kind of country Where the roots run deep Where a little bit of trouble Still feels like a dream Give me old trucks, porch swings Fireflies and summer rain Give me cold beer, dirt roads And you beside me just the same Meet me down that dirt road When the evening starts to glow I'll be waiting by the tailgate Where our favorite memories grow [OUTRO] Fireflies over the pasture Old truck cooling in the night Your hand wrapped around my fingers Porch light burning bright Empty bottles in the cooler Boots resting on the ground That old rusted tailgate Is our favorite place in town If you ask me where I'm going I'll just smile and tell you true Down that dirt road By that rusted tailgate With a cold beer and you Where the country feels like home And home feels like you.
