Back Seat Driver

We best be gettin' on the road
Grab your coat, it’s gettin' 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 rearview
Watch your speed at the Georgia line
Those boys’ll 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 all right
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 hopin' 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
At ten and two, son, buckle up
I threw a flashlight in the trunk
Next to that spare if you get stuck, 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 all right
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, oh
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 all right
There’s a Bible on the dash
And 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, oh no no no no no no
I can’t be your backseat driver anymore
I can’t be your backseat driver