Drive Danielle Ryan

[Verse 1]
It's painted red, the stripe was white
Was eighteen feet, from the bow to stern light
Secondhand, from a dealer in Atlanta
I rode up with daddy, and when we went there to get her
Put on a shine, put on a motor
Built out of love, and made for the water
Ran her for years, 'til the transom got rotten
A piece of my childhood, that'll never be forgotten

[Chorus]
It was just an old plywood boat
A '75 Johnson with electric choke
A young girl, two hands on the wheel
I can't replace the way it made mе feel
And I would turn her sharp, and I'd make it whine
Hе'd say "You can't beat the way an old wood boat rides"
Just a little lake across the Alabama line
But I was king of the ocean
When daddy let me drive

[Verse 2]
Just an old half-ton shortbed Ford
My uncle bought a new, back in '64
Daddy got it right, 'cause the engine was smoking
A couple burnt valves, and he had it going
He'd let me drive her when 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 stretch my feet out to the pedals
Smiling like a hero who's just received his medal