I held the keys to that old Chevrolet
D G
And you held the keys to my heart
C
I'd throw a fit, hit the dash, get out and kick the tire
D G
When that old piece of junk wouldn't start
C
It'd be smokin good, I'd slam down the hood
D G
Just to see you there laughin at me
C
On the other side of a dirty windshield
D G
Lookin as pretty as you could be
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Am Em
We sure saw a lot of miles
D G
Never even crossed that county line
Am Em
I would've bet the farm, gave my right arm
C G
So you'd always be mine
Am
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Did we crash and burn
Em
Or make a wrong turn
D G
Or run out of gasoline
Am D C
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
I left that fall to play college ball
But my dreams would all come to an end
Cuz you know the big leagues never called
And you went and fell in love with him
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D Am
Memories flash through my mind like old faded photographs
C
I still think about you in that red Malibu
D G
And I just can't help but laugh
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