Drive For Daddy Gene

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was painted red, the stripe was 
white
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was eighteen feet from bow to stern 
lite
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was second hand from a dealer in 
atlanta
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I rode up with daddy when he went up
 to get her
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put on a shine put on a motor
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built out of love and made for water
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ran her for years til the transom 
got rotten
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a piece of my childhood will never 
be forgotten


[Chorus]

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It was just an old plywood boot,
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a 75 johnson with an electric choke
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a young boy two hands on the wheel
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I cant replace the way it made me 
feel
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and I would turn her sharp and Id 
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make it whine
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an he'd say: you cant beat the way 
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an old wood boat rides
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just a little lake cross the Alabama
 line
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but I was king of the ocean when 
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daddy let me... drive


[Verse 2]

just an old half ton short Bedford
that my uncle bought new in 64
daddy got it ridin 'cause the engine
 was smokin'
a couple of burnt valves and he had 
it goin'
he let me drive her and wed haul off
 a load
down a dirt strip were we'd dump 
trash off the thick end road
I'd set up in the seat stretch my 
feet out to the pedals
smilin' like a hero who'd just 
receiveds his medal


[Chorus]

it was just an old hand me down ford
with three speed on the column and a
 dent in the door
a young boy with two hands on the 
wheel
I cant describe the way it made me 
feel
I would press that clutch and I 
would keep it riding
and he'd say: a little slower son 
you're doin' just fine
just an old dirt road with trash on 
each side
but I was Mario Andretti when daddy 
let me... drive


[Bridge]

I'm grown up now three daughters of 
my own
I let em drive my old jeep across 
the pasture at our home
maybe one day theyll 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 rusted out floorboards hot on 
my feet
a young girl two hands on the wheel
I cant replace the way it made me 
feel
an he'd say turn it left and steer 
it right
straighten up girl now you're doin' 
just fine
just a little valley by the river 
where we'd ride
but I was high on the mountain when 
daddy let me... drive