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