Benny Country
Shotgun Seat
Remembering Benny, from his owner
Remembering Benny
Benny claimed the passenger seat on every drive. His owner remembers him watching the baby in the back seat, then swimming back from the lake when that same little girl called him. The red bandana is still there. This country song follows the miles they shared.
An original example with an imagined story.
My first car had a door that stuck And a heater that took its time You'd wait beside the passenger door Till I cleared your side Red bandana round your neck One ear inside out I'd be late for nearly everything You'd be ready to head out
You had the shotgun seat And the whole wide world to see Didn't care where I was going Long as you could come with me Through the years, through the changes Every version of our street There was always room for Benny In the shotgun seat
Then there were shoes beside my shoes Then a baby in the back You gave up looking out the window To keep an eye on them She grew tall enough to throw a ball You taught her how to wait She'd shout your name across the water You'd come swimming from the lake
You had the shotgun seat And the whole wide world to see Didn't care where I was going Long as you could come with me Through the years, through the changes Every version of our street There was always room for Benny In the shotgun seat
I cleaned the car last Saturday Found sand beneath the mat One of those ridiculous sticks You wouldn't leave us without The kids said, "Keep that one, Mum" So I put it on the shelf Some days we cried about you Some days we laughed till it hurts
You had the shotgun seat With the window halfway down Every trip that we remember You're somewhere hanging round Through the years, through the changes You were right where you should be There was always room for Benny In the shotgun seat
That old red bandana Is still here with me And a little of that lake sand Is staying in the seat