Luyện nghe bài hát Drive (For Daddy Gene)

It was red the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern
Secondhand from a in Atlanta
I up with daddy when he went there to get her
We put on a shine, put on a
Built out of love, for the water
Ran her for years, 'til the got rotten
A of my childhood that will never be forgotten

It was an old plywood boat
a '75 Johnson with electric choke
A boy two hands on the wheel
I can't the way it made me feel
And I turn her sharp
And I would make her
He'd say, "you beat the way an old wood boat rides"
Just a lake across the Alabama line
But I was king of the
daddy let me drive

Just an old half ton shortbed
My uncle new in '64
got it right 'cause the engine was smoking
A of burnt valves and he had it going
He let me drive her when we'd off a load
Down a dirt strip where we'd dump the trash off of Thigpen
I'd sit up in the seat and my feet out to the pedals
Smiling like a hero just received his medal

It was an old hand-me-down Ford
With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the

A boy two hands on the wheel
I replace the way it made me feel
And I press that clutch
And I keep it right
And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing fine"
Just a dirt road with trash on side
But I was Andretti
daddy let me drive

I'm grown up now three of my own
I let them drive my old Jeep the pasture at our home
Maybe one day they'll back in their files
And out that old memory
And of me and smile and say

It was an old worn out Jeep
old floorboard, hot on my feet
A young two hands on the wheel
I replace the way it made me feel
And he'd say, "turn it and steer it right,
Straighten up girl, you're just fine"
Just a little valley by the where we'd ride
But I was on a mountain
When let me drive

When let me drive

Oh he let me

just an old plywood boat
With a '75 Johnson electric choke