Alan Jackson
Drive (Capo 4)

Verse 1:
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It was painted red, the stripe was white
C
It was 18 feet, bow to stern light
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Secondhand from a dealer in Atanta
C
I rode up with Daddy when he went there to get her
G               D
Put on a shine, put on the motor
C
Built outta love, and made for the water
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Ran it for years, til' the transom got rotten
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A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten

Chorus 1:
G               D
It was just old plywood boat
C
'75 Johnson, electric choke
G           D
A young boy 2 hands on the wheel
C
I can't replace the way it made me feel
G
And I would turn her sharp
D
And I would make it whine
C
And he'd say "you can beat the way 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
                  G         D  C  D
When Daddy let me drive

Verse 2:
Just an old half ton, short bed Ford
My uncle bought new in '64
Daddy got it right, cause the engine was smokin'
Couple of burnt valves and he had it goin
He let me drive her, when we'd haul off a load
Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash of a Thigpen road
I'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals
Smilin' like a hero that just recieved his metal

Chorus 2:
It was just an old hand-me-down Ford
With three-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 that clutch
And I'd keep it right
And he'd go "a little slower son, you're doin just fine"
Just a dirt road with trash on each side
But I was Mario Andretti
When daddy let me drive

(D  C  D  G  D  C  D)

Bridge:
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I'm grown up now three daughters of my own
C
I let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home
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Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file
C
And pull out that old memory
And think of me and smile and say

Chorus 3:
It was just an old worn out Jeep
Rusty old floorboard, 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
     D             C
When Daddy let me drive
              G    D    C    D
Oh he let me dri - - -ve
G                  D
It was just an old plywood boat
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'75 Johnson, electric choke