When Daddy let me drive A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel It's painted red, the stripe was white It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Second hand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with Daddy when

Want to be free, got be free, want to be free, got be free Free, free, free So I'd be young and free Daddy made a way for me He paved a road so my burden is lighter And Momma did just the same Dropping love just like rain Knew she could make it right