作曲:Alan Jackson
and the strife was
plan i rode up with daddy when he went there to get her
put on a shine put on a mortar
built out of love and made for the water
ran her for years 'til the trance some 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 right make it whine
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
tom short bed ford
my uncle bought new in sixty four
daddy got it right 'cause the engine was smoking
a couple of burnt vows and he had it going
chevy driver and haul off the load
down a dirt strip
where we dumped trash off a fake pin road
i'd sit up in the seat
and stretch my feet out to the pedals
smiling like a hero that just received his medal
it 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
and i would press that clutch and i keep it
right
he'd say a little slower son you're doing just fine
just a dirt road with trash on each side
but i was mario andretti
when daddy let me drive
now three daughters of my own
i let them drive my old jeep
across the pasture at our home
maybe one day they'll reach back in their file
and pull out that old memory
and think of me and smile and say
was just an old worn out jeep
rusty old floorboards 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 ride
but i was high on a mountain
and daddy let me drive
daddy let me drive
oh he let me drive
she's just an old plywood boat
the seventy five johnson with electric choke