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He said you best be gettin' on the road
Grab your coat it's gettin' cold
You know i'm gonna miss you
Don't get below quater tank
That gas burns quicker than you think
Oh no it's check that rear view
Watch the speed at the georgia line
Those boys will get you every time
And it's a hundred dollar fine
Drive like the devil
When you see an open highway
Let off that peddle
When the good views 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 bible on the dash and 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 its there if you ever do
And call home every couple days if only for your mamma's sake
Hell she tells all her friends about you
Now ten and two Buckle up
I threw a flashlight in the trunk
Next to that spare if you get stuck
Drive like the devil when 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 a map tucked in the door
I can't be your backseat driver anymore, anymore
I can't be your backseat driver anymore
Sometimes when I'm lost
I can still hear my daddy's voice echo loud and clear
Drive like the devil when 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 a map tucked in the door
I can't be your backseat driver anymore
I can't be your backseat driver anymore, anymore
I can't be your backseat driver anymore
No I can't, You know I can't
I can't be your backseat driver - anymore
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