Alan Jackson
Alan Jackson - Drive Ver 2 gitaar chord
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Drive ( For Daddy Gene) Alan Jackson Capo 2nd Fret [Intro] A A E D It was painted red the stripe was white It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light A E D Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her A E D A We put on a shine; put on a motor Built out of love, made for the water Ran her for years, E D 'til the transom got rotten A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten A E D A E It was just on old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke A young boy two hands on D A the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And I would turn her sharp And I would E D F#m make her whine He'd say, "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides" Just a little lake Bm F#m E A E D E A across the Alabama line But I was king of the ocean When daddy let me drive E D A E Just an old half ton shortbed ford My uncle bought new in '64 Daddy got it right 'cause the engine D A E was smoking A couple of burnt valves and he had it going He let me drive her when we'd D A haul off a load Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen Road I'd sit up in E D the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals Smiling like a hero that just received his medal A E D A 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 E D A two honds on the wheel I can??t replace the way it mode me feel And I would press that clutch And I would keep E D F#m Bm it right And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine" Just a dirt rood with trash on each side But I was F#m E A E D E A E D E A Mario Andretti When daddy let me drive A E D I'm grown up now three daughters of my own I let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home A E D Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file And pull out that old memory And think of me and smile and say A E D A E It was just an old worn out Jeep Rusty old floorboard, hot on my feet A young girl two hands on the wheel I D A E D 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 F#m Bm F#m E A 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 E D E A E D A E When daddy let me drive Oh he let me drive A E D D End In A It's just an old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke Submitted By Kellymark@rogers.com