Robert Counts – Backseat Driver (Lyrics)


I can’t be your backseat driver I can’t be your backseat driver anymore Oh no no no no no no, yeah Anymore I can’t be your backseat driver anymore Oh anymore I can’t be your backseat driver anymore I can’t be your backseat driver anymore Son, there’s a map tucked in the door There’s a bible on the dash You may get lost but you’ll be alright Roll your windows down at night Take a left if it feels right When a good view steals your breath away Let off that pedal If you see an open highway And he says drive like the devil My daddy’s voice echo loud and clear You know I can still hear And sometimes when I’m lost Ohh I can’t be your backseat driver anymore Oh anymore I can’t be your backseat driver anymore And there’s a map tucked in the door There’s a bible on the dash You may get lost but you’ll be alright Roll your windows down at night Take a left if it feels right When a good view steals your breath away Let off that pedal If you see an open highway Yeah and drive like the devil Next to that spare if you get stuck I threw a flashlight in the trunk Now ten and two, son, buckle up Hell, she tells all her friends about you If only for your mama’s sake Call home every couple days But it’s there if you ever do That baseball bat behind the seat Here’s to hoping you won’t need I can’t be your backseat driver anymore And there’s a map tucked in the door There’s a bible on the dash You may get lost but you’ll be alright Roll your windows down at night Take a left if it feels right When a good view steals your breath away Let off that pedal Drive like the devil if you see an open highway And it’s a damn hundred dollar fine, yeah Those boys will get you every time Watch your speed at the Georgia line Oh and always check that rear view That gas burns quicker than you think Don’t get below a quarter tank You know I’m gonna miss you Grab your coat, it’s getting cold Well you best be getting on the road

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  1. Lyrics: Robert Counts – Backseat Driver

    [Verse 1]

    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

    [Chorus]

    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

    [Verse 2]

    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

    [Chorus]

    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

    [Bridge]

    And sometimes when I'm lost

    You know I can still hear

    My daddy's voice echo loud and clear

    [Chorus]

    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

    [Outro]

    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

    Songwriters: Matt Willis, Nicolette Hayford, and Robert Counts

  2. Love this touching moment between a father and son.
    Question of the day: What's the best advice you've gotten from your parents?

  3. I don't want you to be my backseat driver I rather ride shotgun while you drive. Love you more babes!!!πŸ˜˜πŸ’―β€

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