Driving Home Lyrics

Driving home on a Tuesday night

Counting those fence post passing me by

Dad's in the front seat all feels right

Feel the sway of the van as a truck rolls by

He said son i think you're ready to be a man

Climb up in my lap and drive this van

All you've gotta do is keep between the lines

He's working the brakes, says i'm doing just fine

Mom's in the next seat, big ol smile

Singing songs as we go mile over mile

I'm scared at first but it's fun to learn

Sisters in the back yelling "it's my turn"

Driving home. Driving home

Look at me, dad, Driving home

They say home is where the heart is well my heart is where you are

If home is where the heart is then my heart's home in this car

Years go by mom and dad drove on

The 'ol van is gone but i still carry their song

Got a wife in the seat right next to me

My hand on her belly and baby makes three

And we're driving home (Look at me, dad)

Kids grow up and time moves on

Soon one plus 1 makes another little one

Baby seats and bottles pass all too soon

Have to get van 'cause we're out of room

Son looks at me says, "Dad, someday...

"You think you can teach me to drive that way?"

I said, "son, are you ready now to be a man?

Then climb up in my lap and drive this van"

With a smile on his face he hops right to it

Like a pro he knows just how to do it

The first to come is the first to learn

Sister is in the back yelling, "It's my turn!"

Driving home. Driving home

Look at me, Dad

They say home is where the heart is well my heart is where you are

If home is where the heart is then my heart's home in this car