Tailgate Timber Jam

Yeah, yeah

Welcome to the dust road

Five AM and the engine's humming Got a long road ahead and

the bass is drumming Dirt on my boots,

fire in my chest No time for sleep,

no time for rest Yeah,

we chase the sun till the sky goes black Once we head

out there is no turning back Let the smoke rise up

Pour some gasoline in my cup

We're gonna ride all night

Underneath the pine trees,

out on the line

We are burning daylight,

we are doing fine (oh-oh-oh) With the copper moon rising,

the heavy bass drops We run this valley and we never gonna

stop

Old folks talking 'bout the way it used to be But the

new sound's shaking up the willow tree Got the pickup truck rattling,

the windows down Bringing that heavy concrete noise to a gravel town (hahaha)

Yeah, we bridge the gap,

we make it ride

(down in the clay) (we find our way) Underneath the pine trees,

out on the line

We are burning daylight,

we are doing fine (oh-oh-oh) With the copper moon rising,

the heavy bass drops We run this valley and we never gonna

stop

Just the dust settling down

Yeah...