Drop a Tailgate - Cypress Spring, Colt Ford

Back road livin' moonshine sippin'

Four wheel drive with a bad chick in it

Take an old dirt road turn the radio up

Lock in the four wheel drive and try to get stuck

Just a good old boys gettin' down out here

So if you’re about the drama don’t come around down here

Got my whole crew with me throwin' down round here

It’s a hell of a party it’s goin' down out here

We got the tailgate slammed with Bud Light on ice

Got a pretty little girl dancin' in the moonlight

It’s the way we were raised and that’s how we’ll stay

So pull out the guitar and sing

We drop a tailgate in the back of the woods

Got a jar full of shine you know we livin' it good

So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel

And that’s the way we was supposed to live

We drop a tailgate in the back of the woods

Got a cooler full of beer you know we livin' it good

So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel

And that’s the way we was supposed to live

We was supposed to live

Brought up in a little town just a speck on the map

Raised up right taught to not talk back

We live our lives a little slower than most

Rather ride back roads and chill on the coast

Find an old cotton field way off the beaten path

Four wheel drives with some girls in the back

It’s a mud slingin' 'til the sun goes down

Sittin' by a fire is better than a night on the town

Grab the jar then pass it around

For miles an old guitar is the only sound

So grab your girl, the finest one in this town

And let your tailgate down

We drop a tailgate in the back of the woods

Got a jar full of shine you know we livin' it good

So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel

And that’s the way we was supposed to live

We drop a tailgate in the back of the woods

Got a cooler full of beer you know we livin' it good

So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel

And that’s the way we was supposed to live

We was supposed to live

I’ll be headed on the road why you need blacktop

Sitting so high on the six inch shocks

Twelves in the cab make the whole town rock

You know it ain’t a party 'til the tailgate drop

We drop a tailgate in the back of the woods

Got a jar full of shine you know we livin' it good

So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel

And that’s the way we was supposed to live

We drop a tailgate in the back of the woods

Got a cooler full of beer you know we livin' it good

So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel

And that’s the way we was supposed to live

We was supposed to live