Alan Jackson - Drive3 guitar chord
Band: Alan Jackson
Song: Drive (For Daddy Gene) (Chord)
Submitter: Troubadour - email kuntekente72@hotmail.com
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Alan Jackson - Drive (For Daddy Gene)
Capo 4 (G)
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G D
Was painted red, the stripe was white,
C
It was 18 feet from bow to stern light.
G D
Second hand from a dealer in Atlanta,
C C(stop)
I rode up with Daddy when he went there to get her.
G D
Put on a shine, put on the motor,
C
Built out of love, made for water.
G D
Ran her for years 'til the transom got rotten,
C(stop) C(stop)
A piece of my childhood will never be forgotten. It was,
G D
Just an old plywood boat,
C
a '75 Johnson, electric choke.
G D
A young boy, two hands on the wheel,
C
I can't replace the way it made me feel,
G D
And I would turn her sharp and I'd make it whine,
C
He'd say you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides.
Em A
Just a little lake across the Alabama line,
C C G D C D
But I was king of the ocean, when daddy let me drive.
G D
Just an old half-ton short bed Ford,
C
My uncle bought new in '64.
G D
Daddy got it ridin', 'cause the engine was smokin',
C
Couple of burnt valves and he had it goin'.
G D
He'd let me drive her and we'd haul off a load,
C
Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash, off of Thigpen Road.
G D
I'd sit up in the seat, and stretch my feet out to the pedals,
C(stop) C(stop)
Smilin' like a hero that just received his medal. It was,
G D
Just an old hand-me down Ford,
C
With 3-speed on the column, and a dent in the door.
G D
A young boy, two hands on the wheel,
C
I can't replace the way it made me feel,
G D
And I would press that clutch, and I'd keep it right,
C
And he'd say, a little slower son, you're doin' just fine.
Em A
Just a dirt road with trash on each side,
C D G
But I was Mario Andretti when daddy let me drive.
D C D G D C D
INSTRUMENTAL
G D
I'm grown up now, three daughters of my own.
C
I let 'em drive my old jeep 'cross the pasture at our home.
G D
Maybe one day, they'll reach back in their file,
C(stop) C(stop)
And pull out that old memory, and think of me and smile, and say,
G D
It was just an old worn out jeep,
C
With rusty old floorboards hot on my feet.
G D
A young girl, two hands on the wheel,
C
I can't replace the way it made me feel,
G D
And he'd say, turn it left and steer it right,
C
Straighten up girl now, you're doin' just fine.
Em A
Just a little valley, by the river where we'd ride,
C D G
But I was high on a mountain, when Daddy let me drive.
D C D
When Daddy let me drive.
G D C D D(stop)
Oh he let me drive.
G D
She's just an old plywood boat,
C G
With a '75 Johnson, with electric choke....
