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