Tail On The Tailgate Written by Brian White, Tania Hancheroff & Rodney Clawson Recorded by Neal McCoy Intro.: (C) x 4 measures Seventy-(C)four Ford truck, rusted out an' beat up (F)Fire-engine red, been a part of the family for (C)years I was (C)sixteen, it was my turn, four on the floor an' I had learn So my (F)brother took me out to teach me how to shift those (C)gears With a (E)tear in his eye, he (F)handed me the keys, says, "(E)Truck's got quite a (F)history (E)Over the years it's (F)been really good to (G)me" There's been a lotta (F)tail on the tailgate, bumpin' on the bumper (C)Steam on the windows: ain't no wonder There's (G)dents in the hoods, an' the (F)shocks ain't good (F)Swingin' from the rollbars, dancin' in the bed I (C)seen a bunch of gorgeous country corn-fed (G)Girls an' a few other (F)things I can't say, there's been a lotta tail on the tailgate (C) Oh, that's right, oh Got a (C)grille guard, foglights, custom paint an' every Friday night I'm (F)trollin' down Main Street showin' off the new chrome (C)wheels We take a (C)rough ride, (Rough ride,) down a dirt road (Down a dirt road) To my Grandaddy's farm an' we unload An' drove, the (F)doors wide open an' crank up the stereo(C) It's (E)better than a club or a (F)honky-tonk, an' (E)we can hang out just as (F)long as we want I (E)think I undertsand what my (F)brother was talkin' a-(G)bout 'Cause there's a lotta (F)tail on the tailgate, bumpin' on the bumper (C)Steam on the windows, ain't no wonder There's (G)dents in the hood an' the (F)shocks ain't good (F)Swingin' from the rollbars, dancin' in the bed (C)There's a bunch of gorgeous country corn-fed (G)Girls an' a few other (F)things I can't say, there's a lotta tail on the tailgate (C) Whoo, that's right (F) Oh, show 'em what you got, baby (C) (G) Whoo, (F)hah, (G)let it go boys There's a lotta (F)tail on the tailgate, bumpin' on the bumper (C)Steam on the windows, ain't no wonder There's (G)dents in the hood an' the (F)shocks ain't good (F)Swingin' from the rollbars, dancin' in the bed (C)There's a bunch of gorgeous country corn-fed (G)Girls an' a few other (F)things I can't say, there's been a lotta tail on the tail-(C)gate (C) 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