Written by Trey Anastasio/Tom Marshall
G C G I'll tell you 'bout the driver that lives inside my head G C Em D starts me up and stops me and puts me into bed G C G he opens up my mouth when its time for me to talk G C G and fires up my legs when he wants me to walkLike this morning when I woke up and he dressed me in this shirt it looks a little ragged when he dragged me through the dirt I'm moving through this life and I'm thinking 'bout the next I'm hoping when I get there I'll be better dressed Chorus repeated with last line replaced with: G I'll tell you 'bout the driver C G that lives inside my headC G C G Keeps my eyes open for most of the day C G Em D adds to my memory the things people say C G C Em when he makes decisions I don't have to wait C G and sometimes it seems that he's got too much on his plate