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It was just an old plywood boat
With a '75 Johnson and electric choke
A young boy, two hands on the wheel
I can't replace the way it made me feel
And I would turn her sharp
And I would make it whine
He'd say, \"You can't beat the way an old wood boat rides\"
Just a little lake 'cross the Alabama line
But I was king of the ocean
When Daddy let me drive