The Men That Drive Me Places - Ben Rector

Howard drives a minivan to the cruise ships from Fort Lauderdale

And it’s been that way since 1994

Does his business on a flip phone with the most obnoxious ringtone

I didn’t ask, but I can tell he’s from New York

He spoke proudly of his daughter and that this fall she’d be in college

And that he always wished he’d gotten his degree

You can tell he came from nothing, built a future out of hustling

And somehow I’m the one you people pay to see

Oh, isn’t that just the way it goes?

You’re dealt a good hand and you get celebrated

Oh, how am I the only one who knows

I’m half the man of the men who drive me places?

Danny showed up early, fifteen minutes till 5:30

Making sure that I’d be on my morning flight

He said he’d love to fix computers, but that he can’t until he’s fluent

So he spends his driving money taking class at night

He wore a neatly ironed dress shirt, and he helps his kids with homework

Deep inside I couldn’t help but ask myself

Why that night I’m up on stage, everybody knows my name

While Danny’s early picking up somebody else?

Oh, isn’t that just the way it goes?

You’re dealt a good hand and you get celebrated

Oh, how am I the only one who knows

I’m half the man of the men that drive me places?

Now everything’s not given, I work hard to make a living

I’ll give credit where I think the credit’s due

Maybe you got dealt a good hand

Maybe you play it the best that you can

But I don’t know how far you’d walk without those cards

In Howard or Danny’s working shoes

But that’s just the way it goes

You’re dealt a good hand and you get celebrated

Oh, how am I the only one who knows

I’m half the man of the men that drive me places?