Tailgate To Heaven (feat. Chris Lane)

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 Leanin' on in to tell her Midnight heart confessions Feet hangin' off over holy ground Prayin' 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'll thank God for that half-ton 4-by-4 '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 Leanin' on in and tell her Midnight heart confessions Feet hangin' off over holy ground Prayin' those stars'll never 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 Leanin' on in to tell her Midnight heart confessions Feet hangin' off over holy ground Prayin' 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 Sittin' on the tailgate to Heaven