Drive (For Daddy Gene) [In the Style of Alan Jackson (Karaoke Version Teaching Vocal)] - Musical Creations Studio Musicians (Karaoke)

It was painted red the stripe was white

It was 18 feet from the bow to stern light

Secondhand from a dealer in atlanta

I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her

We put on a shine put on a motor

Built out of love and made for the water

Ran her for years til the transom got rotten

A piece of my childhood will never be forgoten

It was just an old plywood boat

With a 75 johnson with electric choke

A young boy two hands on the wheel

I can't replace the way it made me feel

And i would turn her sharp

Make it wine

He'd say you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides

Just a little lake cross the alabama line

But i was king of the ocean

When daddy let me drive

Just an old half ton short bed ford

My uncle bought new in 64

Daddy got it right cause the engine was smoking

A couple of burnt valves and he had it going

He'd let me drive her when we haul off a load

Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of thigpen road

I'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedels

Smiling like a hero who just received his medal

It was just an old hand me down ford

With 3 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 it clutch night

Keep it right

He say a little slower son

Your 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

3 daughters of my own

I let them drive my old jeep

Across the pasture at 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

It was just an old worn out jeep

Rusty old floor boards

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

It's just an old plywood boat

With a 75 johnson

With electric choke