Reading Glasses on the Dashboard

Lyrics

Mom's reading glasses on the dashboard
Where she left them on the drive to church
She laughs and says her memory's going
But her heart's still the best thing on earth
I used to think that she was iron
Rolling dough and stacking wood
Now I help her with the seatbelt
And she says I'm doing good

So I'll drive slow, Mama, I'll drive slow
Past the fields where we used to run
I'll turn the radio down low
And we'll watch the evening sun
You gave me every mile I know
Now I'll give you all my time
I'll drive slow, Mama, I'll drive slow
Till the whole long road is mine

She hums a song I almost know
From a long-gone summer night
She says your daddy used to whistle
When the kitchen filled with light
I catch her smiling in the mirror
And I swear that she is young
Like the girl who waited on the porch
For a boy with a song to be sung

So I'll drive slow, Mama, I'll drive slow
Past the fields where we used to run
I'll turn the radio down low
And we'll watch the evening sun
You gave me every mile I know
Now I'll give you all my time
I'll drive slow, Mama, I'll drive slow
Till the whole long road is mine

Nobody tells you how it turns
How the one who held you needs a hand
But I'd walk a thousand miles of dust
Just to help her stand

So I'll drive slow, Mama, I'll drive slow
Past the fields where we used to run
I'll turn the radio down low
And we'll watch the evening sun
You gave me every mile I know
Now I'll give you all my time
I'll drive slow, Mama, I'll drive slow
Till the whole long road is mine

Drive slow, Mama
Drive slow