Drive (For Daddy Gene) (Country)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] 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 forgotten [Chorus] It was just an old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson and electric choke A young boy, two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made mе feel And I would turn her sharp And I would make it whine Hе'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 [Bridge] I'm grown up now, three 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 [Chorus] It was just an old worn-out Jeep With rusty old floorboards, 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 the mountains When Daddy let me drive