Grandpa's Little Girl (Acoustic)

It kinda smells like too much Bath And Body Works sprayed on

Trying to impress a boy who ain’t ever gonna like me

It still sounds like our favorite country songs blaring through the speakers

Hours before a Friday night rivalry

It looks like sixteen driving away for the first time

Blowing Momma kisses out the window of the driver’s side

Waving goodbye

But most of all it still feels like you

Placing my hands on 10 and 2

While you’re helping my legs try to reach for the pedals so far away

10 years old is too young to drive

But it sure as hell ain’t the right time

To say goodbye to the man who made your world

I may be grown and you may be gone

But in this truck I’m still Grandpa’s little girl

It still has that Class of Twenty-Fifteen tassel

Swaying back and forth like I’m still waiting on graduation day

And I swear those leather seats still look as good as you left them

Cause I know you wouldn’t have it any other way

I can still hear you answering that old car phone

Telling Daddy that we wouldn’t be too long

We’re almost home

But most of all it still feels like you

Placing my hands on 10 and 2

While you’re helping my legs try to reach for the pedals so far away

10 years old is too young to drive

But it sure as hell ain’t the right time

To say goodbye to the man who made your world

I may be grown and you may be gone

But in this truck I’m still Grandpa’s little girl

As long as these wheels keep rolling, engine keeps running

I’ll always be thinking

That most of all it still feels like you

Placing my hands on 10 and 2

While you’re helping my legs try to reach for the pedals so far away

10 years old is too young to drive

But it sure as hell ain’t the right time

To say goodbye to the man who made your world

I may be grown and you may be gone

But in this truck I’m still Grandpa’s little girl

I’m still Grandpa’s little girl