Drive On

                                  Weathered sign on the marquee

An old film playing at the show

He could tell by the clouds up top

And old northern was about to blow



So he hopped in his pick-up truck

Steered it on down the road

There he picked up his dark-haired beauty

Drove on down nice and slow, singing



This is my girl

This is my world

This is my girl

This is my world



A lovers' tune on the stereo

Cool breeze blowin' through her hair

He whispers to her soft and low

And quietly she stares



He says I know I could be a movie star

I know that you could be my wife

I was thinking at work today

I wanna leave with you tonight, because



You are my girl

You are my world

You are my girl

(You are my girl)

You are my world



They drive on past midnight

Wishing on stars as they go

Two young believers

Too young to know



Like a man in a story book

He takes off down the open road

Taking off to God knows where

He's taking off just to go



Singing, this is my girl

This is my world

This is my girl

This is my world

(This is my world)



This is my girl

(This is my girl)

This is my world

(This is my world)

This is my girl

(This is my girl)

This is my world