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It was painted red the stripe was white<br />It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light<br />Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta<br />I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her<br />We put on a shine; put on a motor<br />Built out of love, made for the water<br />Ran it for years, 'til the transom got rotten<br />A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten<br /><br />It was just an old plywood boat<br />With a 75 Johnson with electric choke<br />A young boy two hands on the wheel<br />I can't replace the way it made me feel<br />And I would turn her sharp, and I would make it whine<br />He'd say "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides"<br />Just a little lake across the Alabama line<br />But I was king of the ocean, when daddy let me drive<br /><br />Just an old half ton short bed Ford,my uncle bought new in '64<br />Daddy got it right 'cause the engine was smoking<br />A couple of burnt valves and he had it going<br />He let me drive her when we'd haul off a load<br />Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen Road<br />I'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals<br />Smiling like a hero that just received his medal<br /><br />It was just an old hand-me-down Ford<br />With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door<br />A young boy two hands on the wheel<br />I can't replace the way it made me feel<br />And I would press that clutch and I'd keep it right<br />And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine"<br />Just a dirt road with trash on each side<br />But I was Mario Andretti when daddy let me drive<br /><br />I'm grown up now three daughters of my own<br />I let 'em drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home<br />Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file<br />And pull out that old memory and think of me and smile and say<br /><br />It was just an old worn out Jeep<br />Rusty old floorboards, hot on my feet<br />A young girl two hands on the wheel<br />I can't replace the way it made me feel<br />And he'd say, "Turn it left and steer it right,<br />Straighten up girl, now you're doing just fine"<br />Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride<br />But I was high on a mountain when daddy let me drive<br />When daddy let me drive<br />Oh he let me drive<br /><br />She's just an old plywood boat<br />With a 75 Johnson with electric choke
New song lyrics
It was painted red the stripe was white<br />It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light<br />Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta<br />I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her<br />We put on a shine; put on a motor<br />Built out of love, made for the water<br />Ran it for years, 'til the transom got rotten<br />A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten<br /><br />It was just an old plywood boat<br />With a 75 Johnson with electric choke<br />A young boy two hands on the wheel<br />I can't replace the way it made me feel<br />And I would turn her sharp, and I would make it whine<br />He'd say "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides"<br />Just a little lake across the Alabama line<br />But I was king of the ocean, when daddy let me drive<br /><br />Just an old half ton short bed Ford,my uncle bought new in '64<br />Daddy got it right 'cause the engine was smoking<br />A couple of burnt valves and he had it going<br />He let me drive her when we'd haul off a load<br />Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen Road<br />I'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals<br />Smiling like a hero that just received his medal<br /><br />It was just an old hand-me-down Ford<br />With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door<br />A young boy two hands on the wheel<br />I can't replace the way it made me feel<br />And I would press that clutch and I'd keep it right<br />And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine"<br />Just a dirt road with trash on each side<br />But I was Mario Andretti when daddy let me drive<br /><br />I'm grown up now three daughters of my own<br />I let 'em drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home<br />Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file<br />And pull out that old memory and think of me and smile and say<br /><br />It was just an old worn out Jeep<br />Rusty old floorboards, hot on my feet<br />A young girl two hands on the wheel<br />I can't replace the way it made me feel<br />And he'd say, "Turn it left and steer it right,<br />Straighten up girl, now you're doing just fine"<br />Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride<br />But I was high on a mountain when daddy let me drive<br />When daddy let me drive<br />Oh he let me drive<br /><br />She's just an old plywood boat<br />With a 75 Johnson with electric choke
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