Lee Kernaghan
Baptise The Ute

I saw the ute
I heard the voice
I knew i had to make her mine
Shiny and red, on the show room floor
I scratched my name on the dotted line

I'm on a mission, the Grand Tradition
Theres only one thing left to do
Theres a clay pan, theres a big old mud hole
Gunna take my brand new baby right on through

Chorus

Baptise the ute
Baptise the ute
You wont be satisfied until you do
Leave ya mark
Break it in
Take it to the edge and back again

When shes in my rig
She feels the rumble
She loves to ride in my machine
She runs her fingers, along the console
She sez theres no where else she'd rather be

But im on a mission, Grand Tradition
And if i play my cards just right
The motors runnin
And things are hummin,
I reckon this could be my lucky night

Chorus

Baptise the ute
Baptise the ute
You wont be satified until you do
Leave ya mark
Break it in
We'll take it to the edge and back again

Bridge

Bugs on the bullbar
Fur on the side rails
Mud on the windscreen
Cause we'll baptise the ute

Well im on a mission, we have ignition
We gotta do what must be done
When the ceremony has been completed
We'll start her up and do it all again

Chorus

Baptise the ute
Baptise the ute
You wont be satisfied until you do
Leave ya mark
Break it in
Take it to the edge and back again

Baptise the ute
Baptise the ute
Got to take her out and see what she can do
Leave ya mark
Break it in
Got to take it to the edge and back again

Yeahhhhhh


Mirror lyrics:

Yeahhhhhh

Got to take it to the edge and back again
Break it in
Leave ya mark
Got to take her out and see what she can do
Baptise the ute
Baptise the ute

Take it to the edge and back again
Break it in
Leave ya mark
You wont be satisfied until you do
Baptise the ute
Baptise the ute

Chorus

We'll start her up and do it all again
When the ceremony has been completed
We gotta do what must be done
Well im on a mission, we have ignition

Cause we'll baptise the ute
Mud on the windscreen
Fur on the side rails
Bugs on the bullbar

Bridge

We'll take it to the edge and back again
Break it in
Leave ya mark
You wont be satified until you do
Baptise the ute
Baptise the ute

Chorus

I reckon this could be my lucky night
And things are hummin,
The motors runnin
And if i play my cards just right
But im on a mission, Grand Tradition

She sez theres no where else she'd rather be
She runs her fingers, along the console
She loves to ride in my machine
She feels the rumble
When shes in my rig

Take it to the edge and back again
Break it in
Leave ya mark
You wont be satisfied until you do
Baptise the ute
Baptise the ute

Chorus

Gunna take my brand new baby right on through
Theres a clay pan, theres a big old mud hole
Theres only one thing left to do
I'm on a mission, the Grand Tradition

I scratched my name on the dotted line
Shiny and red, on the show room floor
I knew i had to make her mine
I heard the voice
I saw the ute


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