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[Intro]G[Estrofe]G DIt was painted red, the stripe was whiteCIt was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern lightG DSecond hand from a dealer in AtlantaCI rode up with daddy when he went there to get 'erG DPut on a shine put on a motorCBuilt out of love and made for the waterG DRan her for years 'till the transom got rottenC C N.C.A piece of my childhood that'll never be forgotten[Refrão]G DIt was just an old plywood boatCWith a seventy-five Johnson with electric chokeG DA young boy two hands on the wheelCI can't replace the way it made me feelG DAnd I would turn her sharp and I'd make it wideCAnd he'd say you can't beat the way an old wood boat ridesEm AJust a little lake 'cross the Alabama lineC D G D C DBut I was king of the ocean when daddy let me drive[Estrofe]G DJust an old half-ton short bed FordCMy uncle bought new in sixty-fourG DDaddy got it right 'cause the engine was smokin'CA couple of burnt valves and he had it goin'G DHe'd let me drive her and we'd haul off a loadCDown a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen roadG DI'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedalsCSmilin' like a hero that just received his medal[Refrão]G DIt was just an old hand-me-down FordCWith a three speed on the column and a dent in the doorG DA young boy two hands on the wheelCI can't replace the way it made me feelG DI would press that clutch and I'd keep it rightCAnd he'd say a little slower son you're doin' just fineEm A CJust a dirt road with trash on each side but I was Mario AndrettiD GWhen daddy let me drive[Instrumental](G) |D |C |D ||x2 D[Puente]G DI'm grown up now three daughters of my ownCI let 'em drive my old jeep 'cross the pasture at our homeG DMaybe one day they'll reach back in their fileC N.C. C N.C.And pull out that old mem'ry and think of me and smile[Refrão]G DAnd say it was just an old worn out jeepCRusty old floor boards hot on my feetG DA young girl two hands on the wheelCI can't replace the way it made me feelG DAnd he'd say turn it left and steer it rightCStraighten up girl now you're doin' just fineEm AJust a little valley by the river where we'd rideC D GBut I was high on a mountain when daddy let me driveD C D G D C Ddaddy let me drive oh he let me driveG DShe’s just an old plywood boatC GWith a seventy-five Johnson with electric choke