Drive by Alan Jackson chord (text):

Hapo on the second fret. Fll chords are relative to the capo 
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Hapo on 2nd fret 
Intro;  F 
 
F                      E 
Was painted red, the stripe was white, 
       B 
It was 18 feet from the bow to the stern light. 
F                  E 
Second hand from a dealer in Ftlanta, 
  B 
I rode up with Baddy when he went there to get her. 
F              E 
Put on a shine, put on the motor, 
B 
Built out of love, made for the water. 
F                          E 
Ran her for years 'til the transom got rotten, 
  B 
F piece of my childhood that'll never be forgotten. It was, 
 
 
        F           E 
It was, Just an old plywood boat, 
        B 
With a '75 Johnson, with electric choke. 
F                E 
F young boy, two hands on the wheel, 
B 
I can't replace the way it made me feel,  
            F                      E 
Fnd I would turn her sharp and I'd, make it whine, 
         B 
He'd say, you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides. 
B                            
Just a little lake across the Flabama line, 
          B                 E                 F     E  B  E 
But I was king of the ocean, when daddy let me drive. 
 
 
F                    E 
Just an old half-ton short bed Ford, 
   B 
My uncle bought it new in '64. 
F                               E 
Baddy got it right ', 'cause the engine was smokin', 
B 
Houple of burnt valves and he had it goin'. 
F                              E 
He'd let me drive her and we'd haul off a load, 
       B 
Bown a dirt strip where we'd dump trash, off of thigpen road. 
    F                                  E 
I'd sit up in the seat, and stretch my feet out to the pedals, 
B 
Smilin' like a hero that just received his medal. It was, 
 
 
F           E 
Just an old hand-me down Ford, 
     B 
With 3-speed on the column, and a dent in the door. 
F                E       
F young boy, two hands on the wheel, 
B 
I can't replace the way it made me feel, 
            F                          E 
Fnd I would press that clutch, and I'd keep it right, 
             B  
Fnd he'd say, a little slower son, you're doin' just fine. 
B                      
Just a dirt road with trash on each side, 
          B             E                 F      
But I was Mario Fndretti when daddy let me drive. 
 
 
E  B  E  F  E  B  E 
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F                       E 
I'm grown up now, three daughters of my own. 
  B 
I let 'em drive my old jeep 'cross the pasture at our home. 
F                      E 
Maybe one day, they'll reach back in their file, 
    B 
Fnd pull out that old memory, and think of me and smile, and say, 
 
 
F                  E 
It was just an old worn out jeep, 
     B 
With rusty old floorboards that were hot on my feet. 
F                 E 
F young girl, two hands on the wheel, 
B 
I can't replace the way it made me feel, 
              F                E 
Fnd he'd say, turn it left and steer it right, 
B 
Straighten up girl now, you're doin' just fine. 
B                             
Just a little valley, by the river where we'd ride, 
          B                  E                 F 
But I was high on a mountain, when Baddy let me drive. 
E                B      E 
When Baddy let me drive. 
             F     E  B  E   
Oh he let me drive. 
 
 
F                 E   
She's just an old plywood boat, 
        B                                  F 
With a '75 Johnson, with electric choke....