Tailgate Down, Radio Up (wersja 2)

Verse

Gravel dust on my bare feet

Porch light buzzing, county heat

Cutoff jeans and a borrowed truck

Two dollar bills for a lucky duck

Sarah's laughing in the bed of the Ford

Screen door slamming, we don't knock no more

Fields on fire with the evening gold

Seventeen and we own the road

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it climbing?

Sun won't quit its shining

Every clock in town done stopped somehow

So what are we waiting for now?

Chorus

Tailgate down, radio up

Sharing the last of a warm paper cup

Stars coming out like they're rooting for us

Tailgate down, radio up

This is the summer we can't get enough

Dancing on nothing but dirt and trust

Tailgate down, radio up

Verse

Sparklers dying in the dark blue air

Nobody's mama knows we're there

Bonfire sparks chase the Milky Way

Nobody's counting the hours away

Jake's got that old guitar out again

Strumming on chords he don't know the end

We're rich as kings with an empty tank

Running on hope and a gas station prank

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it climbing?

Sun won't quit its shining

Every clock in town done stopped somehow

So what are we waiting for now?

Chorus

Tailgate down, radio up

Sharing the last of a warm paper cup

Stars coming out like they're rooting for us

Tailgate down, radio up

This is the summer we can't get enough

Dancing on nothing but dirt and trust

Tailgate down, radio up

Bridge

Someday these fields turn to parking lots

Someday we'll trade in these Augusts for clocks

But right now the crickets are singing our song

And nothing about tonight feels wrong

So hold my hand like the world might end

Bottle this up, save it for when

Chorus

Tailgate down, radio up

Sharing the last of a warm paper cup

Stars coming out like they're rooting for us

Tailgate down, radio up

This is the summer we can't get enough

Dancing on nothing but dirt and trust

Tailgate down, radio up