Boots on the Tailgate Tonight (wersja 3)

Verse

Gravel dust is turning gold

Where the porch light hits the road

Radio's held up by a coat hanger wire

Cricket hum and diesel hum

Sound like where I'm coming from

Sparks jump off the fence like little bits of fire

Your hand's tapping on my knee

Katydids in harmony

Nobody's checking clocks or checking phones

This little patch of Tennessee

Is all the world I need to see

Just you, this truck, and everything we own

Pre-Chorus

So what if the summer's leaving

What if the corn gets cut down low

I'm not letting go of this feeling

No, I'm never letting go

Chorus

Boots on the tailgate tonight

Stars doing cartwheels in your eyes

Cooler's sweating, county line is calling

But we ain't moving, we ain't falling

Out of this, out of this light

Boots on the tailgate tonight

Verse

Mason jar of sweet tea's warm

Doesn't matter, drink it anyway

Your laugh cracks like a shotgun shell

Echoes out across the hay

Somebody's bonfire two fields down

Sending sparks up like a prayer

We don't need a reason, don't need a crowd

Just this dust and this open air

Pre-Chorus

So what if the summer's leaving

What if the corn gets cut down low

I'm not letting go of this feeling

No, I'm never letting go

Chorus

Boots on the tailgate tonight

Stars doing cartwheels in your eyes

Cooler's sweating, county line is calling

But we ain't moving, we ain't falling

Out of this, out of this light

Boots on the tailgate tonight

Bridge

Someday we'll be old and gray

Telling this to kids someday

I'll say remember that July

The night we froze the falling sky

Hold this porch light, hold this song

Hold this feeling, make it long

Chorus

Boots on the tailgate tonight

Stars doing cartwheels in your eyes

Cooler's sweating, county line is calling

But we ain't moving, we ain't falling

Out of this, out of this light

Boots on the tailgate tonight

Outro

Gravel dust and porch light gold

This is one I'm gonna hold