Tailgate To Heaven (Chris Lane)

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Capo 4th Fret

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G 320003
D xx0232
Em 022000

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[Intro]
Bm    G    D    Bm    G    D
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[Verse 1]
                Bm                  G                          D
Streets of this town ain't paved in gold but there's a Texaco star
               Bm               G                        D
Lights up the start of a gravel road that heads into the dark
               Bm                            G                 D
It'll take the wheels of your truck and your girl up above the clouds
               Em                  D                     G
Cut the engine off, turn the radio on, drop the tailgate down

[Chorus]
         D               Em
Then its moonlight halo, angel eyes
G
High on a hill that kisses the sky
D                Em
Leaning on in to tell her
G
Midnight heart confessions
D                     Em
Feet hanging off over holy ground
G
Praying those stars don't ever burn out
        D                     Em                    G
On the small-town kids with a sixer from the seven eleven
                           D      Em    G
Sitting on the tailgate to heaven.........

[Verse 2]
                   Bm                  G                   D
When you're way up there with her it's pretty close to paradise
             Bm                  G                     D
And when her song comes on those wings start to come untied
    Bm                     G          D
And you thank God for that half-ton 4x4
                     Em                        D
'Cause it got you up here with a girl and some beer
           G
Now you're knocking on heaven's door

[Chorus]
         D               Em
Then its moonlight halo, angel eyes
G
High on a hill that kisses the sky
D                Em
Leaning on in to tell her
G
Midnight heart confessions
D                     Em
Feet hanging off over holy ground
G
Praying those stars don't ever burn out
        D                     Em                    G
On the small-town kids with a sixer from the seven eleven
                           D      Em    G
Sitting on the tailgate to heaven.........
                           D      Em    G
Sitting on the tailgate of heaven..........

[Outro]
         D               Em
Then its moonlight halo, angel eyes
G
High on a hill that kisses the sky
D                Em
Leaning on in to tell her
G
Midnight heart confessions
D                     Em
Feet hanging off over holy ground
G
Praying those stars don't ever burn out
        D                     Em                    G
On the small-town kids with a sixer from the seven eleven
                           D      Em    G
Sitting on the tailgate to heaven.........
                           D      Em    G
Sitting on the tailgate to heaven.........

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