Wade Bowen
Wade Bowen
Wade Bowen
Wade Bowen
Wade Bowen
Wade Bowen
Wade Bowen
Wade Bowen
Wade Bowen
Wade Bowen
Wade Bowen
Wade Bowen
She said she was leaving
And it wouldn’t take her long
To get to where she’s goin
Wouldn’t change her mind
But didn’t mind if I wanted to tag along
And even though I’d only known her for a minute
Her name was all I needed… Mmhmm
Cause she’s the kind of girl you don’t turn down
You just get into the car and watch her drive
Ya watch her drive
She hardly had a hand on the wheel
For changing the stations on that old radio
Dress fell off her shoulder
Just enough to see her dragonfly tattoo
Gas station, left her purse in the car
But somehow she still walked out with cigarettes
Probably charmed them off that counter clerk
Just another man who would love to watch her drive
Ya watch her drive
Well I know come tomorrow
That she won’t be around
So maybe “Are we meant to be?”
Is no more than right, no more than right now
She cut the headlights off
Climbed up onto the hood
And we watched the trains roll by
And through a laugh she asked
Which one of those stars above do you believe is heaven?
I said I’m not quite sure
But I kinda feel with you girl I’m already there
She leaned in close, closed her eyes
And ya… I just watched her drive
I watched her drive
Well I know come tomorrow
That she won’t be around
So maybe “Are we meant to be?”
Is no more than right, no more than right now
Ya I know come tomorrow
That she won’t be around
So maybe “Are we meant to be?”
Is no more than right, no more than right now
She didn’t have much to say
Just drop me off
Back where it all began
And I just stood there as she disappeared
Ya something tells me
That I’ll always watch her drive
Always watch her drive
Ya watch her drive
Ya watch her drive
Ya watch her drive
Ya watch her drive
Ooh ya
Ya watch her drive
Ya watch her drive
Well watch her drive
Watch Her Drive was written by Wade Bowen & Scooter Carusoe.
Watch Her Drive was produced by Justin Niebank.