What's that oh driver? I'm listening to you You're telling of your mother Her funeral was last June Your mom she died of cancer Her death brought you back home Vodka was your only friend Cause you were all alone
Oh taxi driver I am here for you But when the ride is over There's not much I can do
See you were born in Texas You had a dream of fame in your head And so you moved to Nashville But the music there was dead
So now you drive and you play at the same time As the drunks they sing along Is this the most fame that you will ever have? Or will we ever hear your song?
Oh taxi driver I was there for you But now the ride is over What else can I do? What else can I do? Tell me what else can I do?
Oh taxi driver Drive us to happiness Drive us to fame Drive us to love Drive us all the way
