Pull Up A Tailgate Lyrics by Brian Davis
Brian Davis Lyrics
Had all he could stand, Standin all day
A whole lotta work for a little bitta pay
4:59, Punchin that clock
Both back wheels slingin' parking lot rocks
Til the highway is a two-lane
Then a dirt road, and you hit the breaks
And hear everybody say...
Pull up a tailgate, Time to get unwound
Truck-Bed, Beer in the back ya'll iced down
The only thing we own around here is the weekend. Pull out the six strings and the shine drinks and hang on tight to your
sweet thing. It's another paycheck party out in the country - So pull up a tailgate
Ain't nobody's mamas leavin'porch lights lit
We ain't doin' nothin' Mom and Daddy ain't did. It's a hundred acre party in a forty acre field. For us around here, that's
a real big deal.
Pull up a tailgate, Time to get unwound
Truck-bed, beer in the back, ya'll iced down
The only thing we own around here is the weekend. So pull out the six strings and the shine drinks and hang on tight to our
sweet things. It's another paycheck party out in the county - So pull up a tailgate.
I ain't talkin' bout a Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday kinda thing. I'm talkin' bout a Friday, Saturday throw down til
the weekend's gone kinda party.
Pull up a tailgate, Time to get unwound
Truck-bed, beer in the back, ya'll iced down
The only thing we own around here is the weekend. So pull out the six strings and the shine drinks and hang on tight to our
sweet things. It's another paycheck party out in the county - So pull up a tailgate.
[Thanks to Evan Chipman for lyrics]
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