Drive ( For Daddy Gene) - Alan Jackson
It's painted red, the stripe was white It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Second hand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with Daddy when he went there to get her Put on a shine, put on a motor Built out of love, made for the water Ran her for years, till the transom got rotten A piece of my childhood will never be forgotten It was just an old plywood boat A '75 Johnson with electric choke A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it make me feel And I would turn her sharp And I would make her whine He'd say, you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides Just a little lake across the Alabama line But I was king of the ocean When Daddy let me drive Just an old half-ton shortbed Ford My uncle bought new in '64 Daddy got it right 'cause the engine was smoking Couple of burned valves and he had it going He let me drive here when we'd haul off a load Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen Road Sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals Smiling like a hero that just received his medal It was just an old hand-me-down Ford With three-speed on the column and a dent in the door A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And I would press that clutch And I would keep it right And he'd say, a little slower son you're doing just fine Just a dirt road with trash on each side But I was Mario Andretti When Daddy let me drive I'm grown up now three daughters of my own To let them drive my old Jeep across a pasture in our home Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file And pull out that old memory And think of me and smile, and say Just an old worn-out Jeep Rusty old floorboard, hot on my feet A young girl two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And he'd say, turn it left and steer it right Straighten up girl now you're doing just fine Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride But I was high on a mountain When Daddy let me drive When Daddy let me drive Oh he let me drive Daddy let me drive It's just an old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke
Artist: Alan Jackson
Title: Drive ( For Daddy Gene)