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It's a Friday night, edge of town, get down up on Black Rock Bluff
Got the moonbeams and all the things that a country boy dreams of
CJ's trucks got his kickers cranked up, tires got a keg on the bed
And the back of my ride is a fine sight with eight long lovely legs
I'm talking about angels on my tailgate

It's hard to believe, but I think somebody up there must be smiling down on me
Looks like miracles still happen, cause lo and behold, I got angels on my tailgate
Feels like heaven blessed my soul

Now who would have guessed that the one on the left would wind up being my bride
And I was working late when she called to say that her water broke that night
It was 27 miles of white knuckle driving through the wind and the ice and the snow
Now you can call it luck cause we shut off the truck with a minute and a half to go

But I think it was angels on my tailgate
It's hard to believe, but I think somebody up there must be smiling down on me
Looks like miracles still happen, cause lo and behold, I got angels on my tailgate
Feels like heaven blessed my soul

Yes, some have wings and halos, but they're every shape and size
Like those twins in the sun with the onesies on, got the daddy's smile and the mama's eyes
I'm looking at angels on my tailgate

I still can't believe, but I think somebody upstairs is smiling down on me
I know miracles can happen now, cause lo and behold, I got angels on my tailgate
I swear heaven blessed my soul

Heaven blessed my soul
Lovely angel