I catch my buzz in the black of night, Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows. If I loose my cool in the open and shows, That I'm down and I ain't alright. I search my soul where there is no moon. The trees all cross and are covered in moss. If the crickets wanna know, then I'll tell 'em what I lost. Oh, I've got the tailgate blues. I ain't sure where it all began. Somewhere out here, I know. This bridge was a little more crowded, Than I was playing a tailgate show. Now, I'm just sitting here alone. To catch my buzz in the black of night, Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows. If I loose my cool in the open and shows, That I'm down and I ain't alright. I search my soul where there is no moon. The trees all cross and are covered in moss. If the crickets wanna know, then I'll tell 'em what I lost. Oh, I've got the tailgate blues. Damn that AM radio, for playing more than a song. My heart won't beat if the strings are broke. The melody's hittin' me wrong. Right here where she belongs. I catch my buzz in the black of night, Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows. If I loose my cool in the open and shows, That I'm down and I ain't alright. I search my soul where there is no moon. The trees all cross and are covered in moss. If the crickets wanna know, then I'll tell 'em what I lost. Oh, I've got the tailgate blues. The crickets heard my story. And I listened to them sing. Yes, I closed the tailgate up. Ain't no telling what tomorrow might bring, Maybe me and a dixie cup. That won't be enough. Yes, I catch my buzz in the black of night, Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows. If I loose my cool in the open and shows, That I'm down and I ain't alright. I search my soul where there is no moon. The trees all cross and are covered in moss. If the crickets wanna know, then I'll tell 'em what I lost. Oh, I've got the tailgate blues. I catch my buzz in the black of night, Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows. If I loose my cool in the open and shows, That I'm down and I ain't alright
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Brent Cobb/Neil Medley [01:35.03] [00:04.52]I catch my buzz in the black of night, [00:08.89]Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows. [00:13.02]If I loose my cool in the open and shows, [00:16.33]That I'm down and I ain't alright. [00:19.46]I search my soul where there is no moon. [00:24.02]The trees all cross and are covered in moss. [00:27.71]If the crickets wanna know, then I'll tell 'em what I lost. [00:31.39]Oh, I've got the tailgate blues. [00:42.96]I ain't sure where it all began. [00:46.47]Somewhere out here, I know. [00:50.02]This bridge was a little more crowded, [00:53.33]Than I was playing a tailgate show. [00:58.02]Now, I'm just sitting here alone. [01:02.59]To catch my buzz in the black of night, [01:07.08]Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows. [01:10.65]If I loose my cool in the open and shows, [01:14.33]That I'm down and I ain't alright. [01:16.76]I search my soul where there is no moon. [01:22.08]The trees all cross and are covered in moss. [01:25.78]If the crickets wanna know, then I'll tell 'em what I lost. [01:29.34]Oh, I've got the tailgate blues. [01:35.58]Damn that AM radio, for playing more than a song. [01:42.47]My heart won't beat if the strings are broke. [01:46.59]The melody's hittin' me wrong. [01:50.34]Right here where she belongs. [01:55.03]I catch my buzz in the black of night, [01:59.53]Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows. [02:03.57]If I loose my cool in the open and shows, [02:06.95]That I'm down and I ain't alright. [02:10.03]I search my soul where there is no moon. [02:14.60]The trees all cross and are covered in moss. [02:18.28]If the crickets wanna know, then I'll tell 'em what I lost. [02:21.85]Oh, I've got the tailgate blues. [02:25.78]The crickets heard my story. [02:27.47]And I listened to them sing. [02:29.53]Yes, I closed the tailgate up. [02:32.97]Ain't no telling what tomorrow might bring, [02:36.97]Maybe me and a dixie cup. [02:43.59]That won't be enough. [02:47.34]Yes, I catch my buzz in the black of night, [02:52.09]Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows. [02:56.10]If I loose my cool in the open and shows, [02:59.34]That I'm down and I ain't alright. [03:02.65]I search my soul where there is no moon. [03:07.09]The trees all cross and are covered in moss. [03:10.59]If the crickets wanna know, then I'll tell 'em what I lost. [03:14.61]Oh, I've got the tailgate blues. [03:17.58]I catch my buzz in the black of night, [03:22.01]Where nobody ever goes and the warm wind blows. [03:25.64]If I loose my cool in the open and shows, [03:29.26]That I'm down and I ain't alright
