Shawn Austin ft. Chris Lane - Tailgate To Heaven Lyrics

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
Leaning on in to tell her
Midnight heart confessions
Feet hanging off over holy ground
Praying 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 thank God for that half-ton four-by-four
'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
Leaning on in to tell her
Midnight heart confessions
Feet hanging off over holy ground
Praying 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
Yeah, sittin' on the tailgate to heaven

Moonlight halo, angel eyes
High on a hill that kisses the sky
Leaning on in to tell her
Midnight heart confessions
Feet hanging off over holy ground
Praying 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
Sitting on the tailgate to heaven