Aaron Watson - 3rd Gear &Amp; 17

I held the keys to that Chevrolet

and you held the keys to my heart

I'd throw a fit, hit the dash,

get out and kick the tire

when that old piece of junk wouldn't start

It'd be smoking good I'm slam down the hood

Just to see you laughing at me

On the other side of a dirty windshield,

lookin' as pretty as could be



(chorus)

We sure saw a lot of miles,

never even crossed that county line

I would've bet the farm, given my right arm

so you'd always be mine

Did we crash and burn or make a wrong turn

or run out of gasoline?

I lost you around 3rd gear and 17



In the blink of an eye high school flew by

you went your way and I went mine

But we swore we'd make it,

our love could take it

400 miles could stand the test of time



Well I left that fall to play college ball,

but my dreams would all come to an end

'Cause you know the big leagues never called,

and you went and fell in love with him



(chorus)

We sure saw a lot of miles,

never even crossed that county line

I would've bet the farm, given my right arm

so you'd always be mine

Did we crash and burn or make a wrong turn

or run out of gasoline?

I lost you around 3rd gear and 17



Memories flash through my mind like old faded photographs

I still think about you in that red Malibu

and I just can't help but laugh



We sure saw a lot of miles,

never even crossed that county line

I would've bet the farm, given my right arm

so you'd always be mine

Did we crash and burn or make a wrong turn

or run out of gasoline?

I lost you around 3rd gear and 17



Love broke down around 3rd gear and 17

I lost you around 3rd gear and 17