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Alan Jackson

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Drive

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It was painted red the stripe was whiteIt was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern lightSecondhand from a dealer in AtlantaI rode up with daddy when he went there to get herWe put on a shine; put on a motorBuilt out of love, made for the waterRan it for years, 'til the transom got rottenA piece of my childhood that will never be forgottenIt was just an old plywood boatWith a '75 Johnson with electric chokeA young boy two hands on the wheelI can't replace the way it made me feelAnd I would turn her sharpAnd I would make her whineHe'd say "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides"Just a little lake across the Alabama lineBut I was king of the oceanWhen daddy let me driveJust an old half ton shortbed FordMy uncle bought new in '64Daddy got it right 'cause the engine was smokingA couple of burnt valves and he had it goingHe let me drive her when we'd haul off a loadDown a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen RoadI'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedalsSmiling like a hero that just received his medalIt was just an old hand-me-down FordWith a three-speed on the column and a dent in the doorA young boy two hands on the wheelI can't replace the way it made me feelAnd I would press the clutchAnd I would keep it rightAnd he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine"Just a dirt road with trash on each sideBut I was Mario AndrettiWhen daddy let me driveI'm grown up now three daughters of my ownI let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our homeMaybe one day they'll reach back in their fileAnd pull out the old memoryAnd think of me and smile and sayIt was just an old worn out JeepRusty old floorboard, hot on my feetA young girl two hands on the wheelI can't replace the way it made me feelAnd 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 rideBut I was high on a mountainWhen daddy let me driveWhen daddy let me driveOh he let me driveShe's just an old plywood boatWith a '75 Johnson with electric choke
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