Lyric Good To Go

(Jeffrey Steele/Craig Wiseman)

A little purple Ford about to bust
Completely stuffed
With CD s,clothes and bunch of old junk
Her little sister can t understand why she s leaving us
Her other sister said,"Shut up"
An baby brother s busy playing with his trucks

Oh,she s good to go on her own
Momma hold her tears til she disappears
My God our baby s grown
Oh,she s gonna be all right
She ll make a life
Somewhere out there
Just how or where
She doesn t care
She only knows
She s good to go

From fifteen to seventeen I think she spoke two words
That I never heard
But I m sure it had to do with something she disagreed with
Tonight at dinner there ll be an empty chair
And a daddy s prayer
Asking for a little more faith to believe that

Oh,she s good to go
Momma hold her tears til she disappears
My God our baby s grown
Oh,she s gonna be all right
She ll make a life
Somewhere out there
Just how or where
She doesn t care
She only knows
She s good to go

I close my eyes and I see her in diapers on her rockin horse
Selling lemonade
First bike,first grade,first date,prom night
Now she s in the drive wavin goodbye

Oh,she s good to go,on her own
Momma hold your tears til she disappears
My God our baby s grown
Oh,she s gonna be all right
She ll make a life
Somewhere out there
Just how or where
She doesn t car
She only knows
She s good to go

Yeah,I think she s good to go