Tailgate

E                          A       B
We were a couple kids in a pick up fooling around
E         C#m             E
We learned how to keep it so nobody found out
C#m                     A
Mama don't need to know everything
B                                 E
Some things you keep to yourself
     C#m                                 A           B
Like dumb things you do when you're seventeen on the DL

            E        C#m                          A    B
But if that tailgate ever tells, I'd be the small talk of the town
             E         C#m                     A               B
I'm sure I'd catch all kinds of hell for every time we laid it down
       E            C#m
In the back of that race red F-150
 A        B                               E              C#m                       A   B
We get to kissin', we get to slippin' off clothes, and nobody knows  And only will, if that tailgate ever tells

E   C#m                          A          B
Tailgate don't tell on me, don't tell on me
If that tailgate ever tells
E   C#m                          A          B
Tailgate don't tell on me, don't tell on me
If that tailgate ever tells

E    C#m        A         B
You, me, we had bare feet hanging off the edge
E         C#m       A                     B
Two drinks, then we lay it on back in the bed
C#m                     A
Mama don't need to know everything
B                                 E
Some things you keep to yourself
     C#m                         A           B
We knew that's all that we'd ever be, on the DL

            E        C#m                          A    B
But if that tailgate ever tells, I'd be the small talk of the town
             E         C#m                     A               B
I'm sure I'd catch all kinds of hell for every time we laid it down
       E            C#m
In the back of that race red F-150
 A        B                               E              C#m                       A   B
We get to kissin', we get to slippin' off clothes, and nobody knows  And only will, if that tailgate ever tells

E   C#m                          A          B
Tailgate don't tell on me, don't tell on me
If that tailgate ever tells
E   C#m                          A          B
Tailgate don't tell on me, don't tell on me
                                  E
If that tailgate ever tells

                                       E
What happens on a dirt road stays on a dirt road out here
What we're doing in the dark when we're underneath the stars
Is our own business

            E        C#m                          A    B
But if that tailgate ever tells, I'd be the small talk of the town
             E         C#m                     A               B
I'm sure I'd catch all kinds of hell for every time we laid it down
       E            C#m
In the back of that race red F-150
 A        B                               E              C#m                       A   B
We get to kissin', we get to slippin' off clothes, and nobody knows  And only will, if that tailgate ever tells

E   C#m                          A          B
Tailgate don't tell on me, don't tell on me
If that tailgate ever tells
E   C#m                          A          B
Tailgate don't tell on me, don't tell on me
                                  E
If that tailgate ever tells

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