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Drive

Alan Jackson
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D-DU-UDU
 It was painted red,  the stripe was white
 It was eighteen  feet from the bow  to the stern light
 Second hand from a dealer  in Atlanta
 I rode  up with daddy when he went  there to get 'er
 Put on a shine put  on a motor
Built  out of love and made  for the water
 Ran her for years 'till the transom  got rotten
 A piece  of my childhood that'll never  be forgotten
 It was  just an old plywood boat
 With a seventy-five  johnson with electric  choke
 A young boy two hands  on the wheel
 I can't replace the way it  made me feel
 And I would  turn her sharp and I'd  make it wide
 And he'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
 Just an old half-ton short  bed Ford
 My uncle  bought new in  sixty-four
Daddy  got it right 'cause the engine  was smokin'
A  couple of burnt valves  and he had her goin'
 He'd let me drive her and we'd haul  off a load
 Down a dirt  strip where we'd dump trash  off of Thigpen road
 I'd sit  up in the seat and strech my feet  out to the pedals
Smilin'  like a hero that just  recieved his medal
 I was  just an old hand-me-down  Ford
 With a 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
 I would press  that clutch and I'd  keep it right
 And he'd say 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
 follow chords from verses 1 & 2)
 I'm grown up now three daughters of my own
 I let 'em drive my old jeep 'cross the pasture at our home
 Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file
 And pull out that old mem'ry and think of me and smile
 follow chords from Choruses 1 & 2)
 And say I was just an old worn out jeep
 Rusty old floor boards 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 doin' 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...

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Readable chord sheet for Drive by Alan Jackson

[G] It was painted red,[D] the stripe was white

It was [C]eighteen feet from the [C]bow to the stern light

[G] Second hand from a [D]dealer in Atlanta

I [C]rode up with daddy when he [C]went there to get 'er

[G] Put on a shine [D]put on a motor

[C]Built out of love and [C]made for the water

[G] Ran her for years 'till the [D]transom got rotten

A [C]piece of my childhood that'll [D]never be forgotten

It was[G] just an old plywood [D]boat

With a [C]seventy-five johnson with [C]electric choke

[G] A young boy two [D]hands on the wheel

[C] I can't replace the way it[C] made me feel

And I would[G] turn her sharp and I'd[D] make it wide

And he'd[C] say you can't beat the way an old[C] wood boat rides

[G] Just a little lake 'cross the [A]Alabama line

But I was [C]king of the ocean[D] when daddy let me[G] drive

[G] Just an old half-ton [D]short bed Ford

My [C]uncle bought new in[C] sixty-four

[G]Daddy got it right 'cause the [D]engine was smokin'

[C]A couple of burnt valves[C] and he had her goin'

[G] He'd let me drive her and we'd [D]haul off a load

Down a [C]dirt strip where we'd dump trash[C] off of Thigpen road

I'd [G]sit up in the seat and strech my [D]feet out to the pedals

[C]Smilin' like a hero that [D]just recieved his medal

I was[G] just an old [D]hand-me-down Ford

With a [C]three speed on the column and a [C]dent in the door

[G] A young boy two [D]hands on the wheel

I can't[C] replace the way it[C] made me feel

I would [G]press that clutch and I'd[D] keep it right

And he'd say a[C] little slower son you're [C]doin' just fine

[G] Just a dirt road with [A]trash on each side but I was [C]Mario Andretti

[D]  When daddy let me[G] drive

follow chords from verses 1 & 2)

I'm grown up now three daughters of my own

I let 'em drive my old jeep 'cross the pasture at our home

Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file

And pull out that old mem'ry and think of me and smile

follow chords from Choruses 1 & 2)

And say I was just an old worn out jeep

Rusty old floor boards 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 doin' 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...

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