paroles de chanson 3rd Gear & 17 - Live - Aaron Watson

One of you girls had a request
And what she wanted to hear was a little "3rd Gear and 17"

I held the keys to that old 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'd slam down the hood
Just to see her there laughing at me
On the other side of a dirty windshield
Lookin' as pretty as you could be

And we sure saw a lot of miles
Never even crossed that county line
I would've bet the farm, gave my right arm
That 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

Well, 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

We sure saw a lot of miles
Never even crossed that county line
I would've bet the farm, gave my right arm
That 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, gave my right arm
That 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

Around 3rd gear and 17
Baby, I lost you around 3rd gear and 17

Thank y'all