Drive Till the Wheels Fall Off
My daddy threw me a set of keys and said
"Look outside" and my heart skipped a beat
When I saw what was sittin' in our front drive
That old Ford was as old as me
It had faded paint and some holes in the seats
It didn't look like much but it was mine
And as I climbed inside
He told me "Treat it like it's your last one
And take your time 'cause it goes real fast, son
And don't you worry about breakin' down or gettin' lost
'Cause breakin' down's just a hard luck lesson
And gettin' lost helps you find direction
So hit the road and make the most of the gifts you've got
And drive it till the wheels fall off"
That old car's seen a lotta things
My first steady job that paid for the ring
That I gave to my first love
Now it's parked outside the church
Where I'm 'bout to make a vow to her
My daddy pulled me aside and he said son
"I know it's your first, but if you want this love to work"
You better treat it like it's your last one
And take your time 'cause it goes real fast, son
And don't you worry about breakin' down or gettin' lost
'Cause breakin' down's just a hard luck lesson
And gettin' lost helps you find direction
So hit the road and make the most of the gifts you've got
And drive it till the wheels, drive it till the wheels fall off
Oh yeah, 'cause breakin' down's just a hard lesson
And gettin' lost helps you find direction
So hit the road and make the most of the gifts you've got
And drive it till the wheels
Drive it till the wheels
Drive it till the wheels fall off
Just drive it
Just drive it
Till the wheels fall
"Look outside" and my heart skipped a beat
When I saw what was sittin' in our front drive
That old Ford was as old as me
It had faded paint and some holes in the seats
It didn't look like much but it was mine
And as I climbed inside
He told me "Treat it like it's your last one
And take your time 'cause it goes real fast, son
And don't you worry about breakin' down or gettin' lost
'Cause breakin' down's just a hard luck lesson
And gettin' lost helps you find direction
So hit the road and make the most of the gifts you've got
And drive it till the wheels fall off"
That old car's seen a lotta things
My first steady job that paid for the ring
That I gave to my first love
Now it's parked outside the church
Where I'm 'bout to make a vow to her
My daddy pulled me aside and he said son
"I know it's your first, but if you want this love to work"
You better treat it like it's your last one
And take your time 'cause it goes real fast, son
And don't you worry about breakin' down or gettin' lost
'Cause breakin' down's just a hard luck lesson
And gettin' lost helps you find direction
So hit the road and make the most of the gifts you've got
And drive it till the wheels, drive it till the wheels fall off
Oh yeah, 'cause breakin' down's just a hard lesson
And gettin' lost helps you find direction
So hit the road and make the most of the gifts you've got
And drive it till the wheels
Drive it till the wheels
Drive it till the wheels fall off
Just drive it
Just drive it
Till the wheels fall
Credits
Writer(s): Bobby Terry, Adam Brand
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