Backseat Driver

Well you best be getting on the road Grab your coat, it's getting cold You know I'm gonna miss you Don't get below a quarter tank That gas burns quicker than you think Oh and always check that rear view Watch your speed at the Georgia line Those boys will get you every time And it's a damn hundred dollar fine, yeah Drive like the devil If you see an open highway Let off that pedal When a good view steals your breath away Take a left if it feels right Roll your windows down at night You may get lost but you'll be alright There's a bible on the dash And there's a map tucked in the door I can't be your backseat driver anymore Here's to hoping you won't need That baseball bat behind the seat But it's there if you ever do Call home every couple days If only for your mama's sake Hell she tells all her friends about you Now ten and two, son, buckle up I threw a flashlight in the trunk Next to that spare if you get stuck Yeah and drive like the devil If you see an open highway Let off that pedal When a good view steals your breath away Take a left if it feels right Roll your windows down at night You may get lost but you'll be alright There's a bible on the dash And there's a map tucked in the door I can't be your backseat driver anymore Oh anymore I can't be your backseat driver anymore And sometimes when I'm lost You know I can still hear My daddy's voice echo loud and clear And he says drive like the devil If you see an open highway Let off that pedal When a good view steals your breath away Take a left if it feels right Roll your windows down at night You may get lost but you'll be alright There's a bible on the dash Son, there's a map tucked in the door I can't be your backseat driver anymore I can't be your backseat driver anymore Oh anymore, I can't be your backseat driver anymore Anymore I can't be your backseat driver anymore I can't be your backseat driver