What's that oh driver?   I'm listening to you   You’re telling of your mother   Her funeral was last June   Your mom she died of cancer   Her death brought you back home   Vodka was your only friend   Cause you were all alone      Oh taxi driver   I am here for you   But when the ride is over   There's not much I can do      See you were born in Texas   You had a dream of fame in your head   And so you moved to Nashville   But the music there was dead   So now you drive and you play at the same time   As the drunks they sing along   Is this the most fame that you will ever have?   Or will we ever hear your song?      Oh taxi driver   I was there for you   But now the ride is over   What else can I do?   ?What else can I do?   Tell me what else can I do?      Oh taxi driver   Drive us to happiness   Drive us to fame   Drive us to love   Drive us all the way