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G                              C        G      
yea i catch my buzz in the black of the night
  D                          C        G
where nobody ever goes and the warm win blows
  G                          C           G
and if i lose my cool in the open then it shows
  D                    G 
that im down and i aint alright
 G                          C      G
i search my soul where there is no moon
  D                             C         G
the trees all cross and they're covered in moss
 G                                    C         G
if the crickets wanna know then i'll tell em what i lost
  D                G
oh i got th tailgate blues

Am      G

D                 C      G
i aint sure where it all began
D                 G
somewhere round here i know
D                           C        G
this bridge was a little more crowded then
      Em                         D
i was playin her a tailgate show
C                     D
now im just sittin here alone


D            C   G
damn that AM radio 
D                    G   
for playin more than a song
D                           C         G
my heart wont beat if the strings are broke
Em                    D
the melodys hittin me wrong
C                     D
right here where she belongs


D                                C         
the crickets heard my story and i listened to em sing
G                      D
as i closed the tailgate up
D                   C                          D
aint no tellin what tommorrow might bring maybe me
                C                        D
and a dixie cup       but that wont be enough

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