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Drive (When Daddy let me...)

Alan Jackson
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Was paBinted red, the sFtripe was white,
It was E18 feet from the bow to the stern light.
BSecond hand from a Fdealer in Atlanta,
I Erode up with Daddy when he went there to get her.
BPut on a shine,F put on the motor,
EBuilt out of love, made for the water.
BRan her for years 'til the Ftransom got rotten,
A Epiece of my childhood that'll never be forgotten. It was,
BJust an old Fplywood boat,
With a 'E75 Johnson, with electric choke.
BA young boy, two Fhands on the wheel,
EI can't replace the way it made me feel,
And I would Bturn her sharp and I'd,F make it whine,
He'd say,E you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides.
AbmJust a little lake across the DbAlabama line,
But I was Eking of the ocean,F when daddy let me B
drive.F E F
BJust an old half-ton Fshort bed Ford,
My Euncle bought it new in '64.
BDaddy got it ridin', 'cause the Fengine was smokin',
ECouple of burnt valves and he had it goin'.
BHe'd let me drive her and we'd Fhaul off a load,
Down a Edirt strip where we'd dump trash, off of Thigpen Road.
I'd Bsit up in the seat, and stretch my Ffeet out to the pedals,
ESmilin' like a hero that just received his medal. It was,
BJust an old Fhand-me down Ford,
With E3-speed on the column, and a dent in the door.
BA young boy, two Fhands on the wheel,
EI can't replace the way it made me feel,
And I would Bpress that clutch, and I'd Fkeep it right,
And he'd say,E a little slower son, you're doin' just fine.
AbmJust a dirt road with Dbtrash on each side,
But I was EMario AndrettiF when daddy let me Bdrive.
FINSTERUMFENTABL F E F
BI'm grown up now, three Fdaughters of my own.
I Elet 'em drive my old jeep 'cross the pasture at our home.
BMaybe one day, they'll Freach back in their file,
And Epull out that old memory, and think of me and smile, and say,
BIt was just an old Fworn out jeep,
With Erusty old floorboards that were hot on my feet.
BA young girl, two Fhands on the wheel,
EI can't replace the way it made me feel,
And he'd say, Bturn it left and Fsteer it right,
EStraighten up girl now, you're doin' just fine.
AbmJust a little valley, by the Dbriver where we'd ride,
But I was Ehigh on a mountain,F when Daddy let me Bdrive.
FWhen Daddy let me Edrive. F
Oh he let me Bdrive.F E F
BShe's just an old Fplywood boat,
With a 'E75 Johnson, with electric choke....B
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