| Well, I couldn’t reach the pedals, but I could hold on to the wheel
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| I was driving in the Indy in my Daddy’s Oldsmobile
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| And I took the checkered flag and never took the car out of park
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| Maybe I was sitting still, but I was driving in my heart
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| And then one day this young man’s dreams came true
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| Dad threw the keys to me and said «let's see what you can do»
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| Fire up your engines, come on let’s go This is where the rubber meets the road
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| It’s time to put in motion everything you know
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| This is where the rubber meets the road, meets the road
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| The rubber meets the road
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| Well, I drove about an hour and finally made it around the block
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| I was in all of my glory, Dad was in a state of shock
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| But it didn’t take long for me to understand
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| That the road’s a different place when the wheel is in your hand
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| You can dream and scheme and talk about it, read it in a book
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| Look where you want to go, but are you going where you’ve looked?
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| I’ve got a Bible on the table, I’ve got 5 more on my shelf
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| I’ve got a head half full of knowledge far from what I’d call a wealth
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| But I know what I do know, better yet I know who knows me And He’s given us directions and He’s throwing us the keys, saying. |
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