Red Neck Nation - Devil at the Tailgate -

He's already here... Pulled up late in a lifted Chevy, Beer on ice and the night's already heavy. Bonfire sparks lighting up the sky, Everybody asking where the whiskey hides. Tailgate down, boots in the dirt, Cheap cigars and an old flannel shirt. Then I saw him with a crooked grin, Said, "Mind if I sit in?" He raised a bottle... I raised mine... The devil's at the tailgate, Laughing in the firelight. Singing every outlaw song, Keeping this party going all night long. The devil's at the tailgate, Dancing in the dust. If you're looking for trouble... You can ride with us. 808 rattling every door, Banjo cutting through the roar. Mama said, "Don't follow that crowd." Too late now, we're way too loud. He knows every country line, Every bad idea of mine. Smiles and throws another round, Never lets the music down. The devil's at the tailgate, Laughing in the firelight. Every mile and every song, He's been riding all along. The devil's at the tailgate, Raise another cup. If Heaven calls tomorrow... Tell 'em we're not done. Yeah... He's still smiling...