Drive (For Daddy Gene)

Intro: B

Verse 1:
B                   Gb
 It was painted red, the stripe was white
        E
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light
B                    Gb
 Second hand from a dealer in Atlanta
   E
I rode up with daddy when he went there to get 'er
B              Gb
 Put on a shine put on a motor
  E
Built out of love and made for the water
B                              Gb
 Ran her for years 'till the transom got rotten
   E                             E  (nc)
a piece of my childhood that'll never be forgotten

Chorus:
      B              Gb
It was just an old plywood boat
        E
With a seventy-five Johnson with electric choke
B                 Gb
 a young boy two hands on the wheel
E
 I can't replace the way it made me feel
           B                        Gb
And I would turn her sharp and I'd make it wide
        E
And he'd say you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides
Abm                             Db
 Just a little lake 'cross the Alabama line
           E               Gb                 B     Gb    E    Gb
But I was king of the ocean when daddy let me drive

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

Chorus:
      B             Gb
It was just an old hand-me-down Ford
          E
With a three speed on the column and a dent in the door
B                 Gb
 a young boy two hands on the wheel
E
 I can't replace the way it made me feel
       B                         Gb
I would press that clutch and I'd keep it right
            E
And he'd say a little slower son you're doin' just fine
Abm                       Db                           E
 Just a dirt road with trash on each side but I was Mario Andretti
Gb                  B
  When daddy let me drive

Interlude:
   B
   Gb E Gb (x2)    
   Gb

Bridge:
B                         Gb
 I'm grown up now three daughters of my own
    E
 I let 'em drive my old jeep 'cross the pasture at our home
B                        Gb
 Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file
      E  (nc)                       E   (nc)
 And pull out that old mem'ry and think of me and smile

Chorus:
       B                    Gb
And say it was just an old worn out jeep
 E
Rusty old floor boards hot on my feet
B                  Gb
 a young girl two hands on the wheel
E
 I can't replace the way it made me feel
             B                   Gb
 And he'd say turn it left and steer it right
    E
 Straighten up girl now you're doin' just fine
Abm                            Db
 Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride
            E                Gb                 B
 But I was high on a mountain when daddy let me drive
Gb                  E   Gb             B     Gb    E     Gb
    daddy let me drive   oh he let me drive


B                    Gb
 She’s just an old plywood boat
        E                                        B
With a seventy-five Johnson with electric choke
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