'84 300zx (with T-Tops)

If I was fourteen, that'd make you thirty-nine
Greers Ferry Lake
There for the summer time
You knew I had your car
Out driving on my own
That six-foot digit sure did cut clear across the road
Don't you know?
Well here we go

You taught me how to drive before the age of 12
Why they dug that ditch there
Lord I can never tell
Weeds on the gravel road
Taller than a man
When I hopped that six-foot ditch
That car never stood a chance
You understand?
Well God damn

I'm older now then you were then
You raised us boys up to be good men
I think about it now
The car in a ditch
And a long walk back to the house

Driving the neighbor kids
We're all stuffed in the hatchback
Matthew riding shotgun
And not one got a scratch
It was clear that car wasn't going anywhere
When you finally found us you didn't even yell
You could tell
It wouldn't help

I'm older now than you were then
You raised us boys to be good men
I think about it now
The car in the ditch
And a long walk back to the house

Was a little more than a pig trail