Instruments
Ensembles
Opera
Composers
Performers

Lyrics: Neal McCoy. Tail on the Tailgate.

'74 Ford truck, rusted out an' beat up
Fire engine red, been a part of the family for years
I was sixteen, it was my turn
Four on the floor an' I had to learn

So my brother took me out to teach me how to shift those gears
With a tear in his eye, he handed me the keys
Says, "Truck's got quite a history
Over the years it's been really good to me"

There's been a lotta tail on the tailgate
Bumpin' on the bumper
Steam on the windows, ain't no wonder
There's dents in the hood an' the shocks ain't good

Swingin' from the rollbars, dancin' in the bed
I seen a bunch of gorgeous country corn fed girls
An' a few other things I can't say
There's been a lotta tail on the tailgate
Oh, that's right, oh

Got a grille guard, foglights
Custom paint an' every Friday night
I'm trollin' down Main Street
Showin' off the new chrome wheels

We take a rough ride
(Rough ride)
Down a dirt road
(Down a dirt road)
To my Grandaddy's farm an' we unload
An' drove, the doors wide open an' crank up the stereo

It's better than a club or a honky tonk
An' we can hang out just as long as we want
I think I undertsand what my brother was talkin' about

'Cause there's a lotta tail on the tailgate
Bumpin' on the bumper
Steam on the windows, ain't no wonder
There's dents in the hood an' the shocks ain't good

Swingin' from the rollbars, dancin' in the bed
There's a lot of gorgeous country corn fed girls
An' a few other things I can't say
There's a lotta tail on the tailgate
Whoo, that's right

Oh, show 'em what you got, baby
Whoo, hah, let it go boys

There's a lotta tail on the tailgate
Bumpin' on the bumper
Steam on the windows, ain't no wonder
There's dents in the hood an' the shocks ain't good

Swingin' from the rollbars, dancin' in the bed
I've seen a bunch of gorgeous country corn fed girls
An' a few other things I can't say
There's been a lotta tail on the tailgate
Whoo, yeah, baby

That ain't what you're thinkin'
Oh, now some of y'all take that out of your minds
It ain't that

That's where people sit
Hello, do I have to explain it to you?
You think it's way down in the gutter
Oh, yeah