{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":" Alan Jackson - Drive (For Daddy Gene)","author_name":"apucsoka","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/apucsoka","html":"<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http:\/\/slager.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=255330&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/slager.network.hu" \/><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" \/><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" \/><embed src="http:\/\/slager.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=255330&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/slager.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" \/><\/object>","width":424,"height":345,"description":"It was painted red the stripe was white\r\nIt was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light\r\nSecondhand from a dealer in Atlanta\r\nI rode up with daddy when he went there to get her\r\nWe put on a shine; put on a motor\r\nBuilt out of love, made for the water\r\nRan her for years, 'til the transom got rotten\r\nA piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten\r\n\r\nIt was just on old plywood boat\r\nWith a '75 Johnson with electric choke\r\nA young boy two hands on the wheel\r\nI can't replace the way it made me feel\r\nAnd I would turn her sharp\r\nAnd I would make her whine\r\nHe'd say, \"you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides\"\r\nJust a little lake across the Alabama line\r\nBut I was king of the ocean\r\nWhen daddy let me drive\r\n\r\nJust an old half ton shortbed ford\r\nMy uncle bought new in '64\r\nDaddy got it right 'cause the engine was smoking\r\nA couple of burnt valves and he had it going\r\nHe let me drive her when we'd haul off a load\r\nDown a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen Road\r\nI'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals\r\nSmiling like a hero that just received his medal\r\n\r\nIt was just an old hand-me-down Ford\r\nWith a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door\r\nA young boy two hands on the wheel\r\nI can\u00a1\u00a6t replace the way it mode me feel\r\nAnd I would press that clutch\r\nAnd I would keep it right\r\nAnd he'd say, \"a little slower son you're doing just fine\"\r\nJust a dirt road with trash on each side\r\nBut I was Mario Andretti\r\nWhen daddy let me drive\r\n\r\nI'm grown up now three daughters of my own\r\nI let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home\r\nMaybe one day they'll reach back in their file\r\nAnd pull out that old memory\r\nAnd think of me and smile and say\r\n\r\nIt was just an old worn out Jeep\r\nRusty old floorboard, hot on my feet\r\nA young girl two hands on the wheel\r\nI can't replace the way it made me feel\r\nAnd he'd say, \"turn it left and steer it right,\r\nStraighten up girl, you're doing just fine\"\r\nJust a little valley by the river where we'd ride\r\nBut I was high on a mountain\r\nWhen daddy let me drive\r\n\r\nWhen daddy let me drive\r\n\r\nOh he let me drive\r\n\r\nDaddy let me drive\r\n\r\nIt's just an old plywood boat\r\nWith a '75 Johnson with electric choke\r\n\r\n[Thanks to Morgan Nixdorf for corrections]\r\n","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/2\/5\/5\/_\/255330_91973_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"255330"}