Grab your coat it's gettin' cold

You know i'm gonna miss you

Don't get below quater tank

That gas burns quicker than you think

Oh no it's check that rear view

Watch the speed at the georgia line

Those boys will get you every time

And it's a hundred dollar fine

Drive like the devil

When you see an open highway

Let off that peddle

When the good views 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 bible on the dash and 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 its there if you ever do

And call home every couple days if only for your mamma's sake

Hell she tells all her friends about you

Now ten and two Buckle up

I threw a flashlight in the trunk

Next to that spare if you get stuck

Drive like the devil when 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 a map tucked in the door

I can't be your backseat driver anymore, anymore

I can't be your backseat driver anymore

Sometimes when I'm lost

I can still hear my daddy's voice echo loud and clear

Drive like the devil when 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 a map tucked in the door

I can't be your backseat driver anymore

I can't be your backseat driver anymore, anymore

I can't be your backseat driver anymore

No I can't, You know I can't

I can't be your backseat driver - anymore