Enrique Iglesias Drive (for Daddy Gene) Lyrics

Drive (for Daddy Gene) Lyrics

It was painted red the stripe was white

It was eighteen feet from the bow
to the stern light

Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta

I rode up
with daddy when he went there to get her

We put on a shine, put on a
motor

Built out of love, made for the water

Ran her for years, 'til
the transome got rotten

A piece of my childhood that will never be
forgotten



It was just an old plywood boat

With a '75 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

And I
would make her whine

He'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



Just an old half ton
shortbed Ford

My uncle bought new in '64

Daddy got it right 'cause
the engine was smoking

A couple of burnt valves and he had it going

He let me drive her when we'd haul off a load

Down a dirt strip where
we'd dump the trash off of Thigpen 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 would keep it right

And 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



I'm grown up 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 files

And pull out that old memory

And think of me and
smile and say



It was just an old worn out Jeep

Rusty old
floorboard, 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, you're doing just fine"

Just a
little valley by the river where we'd ride

But I was high on a
mountain

When daddy let me drive



When daddy let me drive



Oh he let me drive



It's just an old plywood boat

With a '75 Johnson with electric choke