[ti:Drive] [ar:Alan Jackson] [00:09.04]It was painted red the stripe was white [00:12.48]It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light [00:16.77]Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta [00:20.04]I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her [00:24.57]We put on a shine;put on a motor [00:27.86]Built out of love,made for the water [00:32.02]Ran her for years,til the transom got rotten [00:35.38]A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten [00:38.30]It was just on old plywood boat [00:40.27]With a ′75Johnson with electric choke [00:44.76]A young boy two hands on the wheel [00:50.85]I can ′t replace the way it made me feel [00:54.98]And I would turn her sharp [00:56.91]And I would make her whine [00:58.99]He ′d say,'you can ′t beat the way an old wood boat rides' [01:03.98]Just a little lake across the Alabama line [01:05.63]But I was king of the ocean [01:08.85]When daddy let me drive [01:17.93]Just an old half ton shortbed ford [01:21.09]My uncle bought new in 64 [01:25.44]Daddy got it right cause the engine was smoking [01:29.00]A couple of burnt valves and he had it going [01:33.37]He let me drive her when we ′d haul off a load [01:36.62]Down a dirt strip where we ′d dump trash off <-147>of Thigpen Road [01:40.52]I ′d sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals [01:44.39]Smiling like a hero that just received his medal [01:46.93]It was just an old handdown Ford [01:51.99]With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door [01:56.37]A young boy two hands on the wheel [02:00.10]I can ′t replace the way it mode me feel [02:02.36]And I would press that clutch [02:03.57]And I would keep it right [02:05.88]And he ′d say,'a little slower son you ′re doing just fine' [02:11.62]Just a dirt rood with trash on each side [02:14.43]But I was Mario Andretti [02:15.19]When daddy let me drive [02:36.78]I ′m grown up now three daughters of my own [02:40.11]I let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home [02:44.27]Maybe one day they ′ll reach back in their file [02:47.65]And pull out that old memory [02:49.46]And think of me and smile and say [02:52.37]It was just an old worn out Jeep [02:55.18]Rusty old floorboard,hot on my feet [02:59.16]A young girl two hands on the wheel [03:03.41]I can ′t replace the way it made me feel [03:05.41]And he ′d say,'turn it left and steer it right, [03:09.64]Straighten up girl,you ′re doing just fine' [03:14.84]Just a little valley by the river where we ′d ride [03:17.42]But I was high on a mountain [03:21.02]When daddy let me drive [03:25.19]When daddy let me drive [03:28.73]Oh he let me drive [03:36.71]Daddy let me drive [03:40.55]It ′s just an old plywood boat [03:42.91]With a ′75Johnson with electric <-2>choke