This is the way I saw him playing it on the ACM awards.
Chords:
(all chords are in relation to the capo)
G: E|-3-| C: E|-0-| D: E|-2-| Em: E|-0-| A: E|-0-|
B|-3-| B|-1-| B|-3-| B|-0-| B|-2-|
G|-0-| G|-0-| G|-2-| G|-0-| G|-2-|
D|-0-| D|-0-| D|-2-| D|-2-| D|-2-|
A|-2-| A|-3-| A|---| A|-2-| A|---|
E|-3-| E|-0-| E|---| E|-0-| E|---|
G D
It was painted red the stripe was white
C
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light
G D
Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta
C
I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her
G D
We put on a shine; put on a motor
C
Built out of love, made for the water
G D
Ran her for years, 'til the transom got rotten
C
A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten
G D
It was just on old plywood boat
C
With a '75 Johnson with electric choke
G D
A young boy two hands on the wheel
C
I can't replace the way it made me feel
G
And I would turn her sharp
D
And I would make her whine
C
He'd say, "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides"
Em A
Just a little lake across the Alabama line
C
But I was king of the ocean
D G D C D
When daddy let me drive
G D
Just an old half ton shortbed ford
C
My uncle bought new in '64
G D
Daddy got it right 'cause the engine was smoking
C
A couple of burnt valves and he had it going
G D
He let me drive her when we'd haul off a load
C
Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen Road
G D
I'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals
C
Smiling like a hero that just received his medal
G D
It was just an old hand-me-down Ford
C
With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door
G D
A young boy two hands on the wheel
C
I can't replace the way it mode me feel
G
And I would press that clutch
D
And I would keep it right
C
And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine"
Em A
Just a dirt rood with trash on each side
C
But I was Mario Andretti
D G
When daddy let me drive
Solo: all I have are the chords.
D C D G D C D
G D
I'm grown up now three daughters of my own
C
I let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home
G D
Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file
C
And pull out that old memory
And think of me and smile and say
G D
It was just an old worn out Jeep
C
Rusty old floorboard, hot on my feet
G D
A young girl two hands on the wheel
C
I can't replace the way it made me feel
G D
And he'd say, "turn it left and steer it right,
C
Straighten up girl, you're doing just fine"
Em A
Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride
C
But I was high on a mountain
D G
When daddy let me drive
D C
When daddy let me drive
G
Oh he let me drive
D C D
Daddy let me drive
G D
It's just an old plywood boat
C
With a '75 Johnson with electric choke