This first song pretty much sums up my memories with dad. Driving that old Jeep with hot floor boards out on a dusty road with my hair flying around in the air.
My dad always threatened to do this, but thankfully, he never did. Luckily he likes Adam enough that the only trips to the gun safe are to show off new toys.
Each year that I get older, I see a little more of my father in me, too.
In closing, this is the cutest darn song. My dad and I both love music. He's got his guitar, and I used to play saxophone. (I still want to pick that up again...but I digress.) I have a voice but don't like to share it in front of others. So, I'll let these two.