Tim McGraw
Tim McGraw
(Written by Taylor Swift/Liz Rose)
He said the way my blue eyes shined
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said, that’s a lie
Just a boy in a Chevy truck that had a tendency
Of getting stuck on backroads at night
And I was right there beside him all summer long
And then the time we woke up to find that summer gone, but
When you think, Tim McGraw, I hope you think my favorite song
The one we danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you think happiness, I hope you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest and my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw… I hope you think of me
September saw a month of tears and thanking God
That you weren’t here, to see me like that
But in a box beneath my bed is a letter that you never read
From three summers back
It’s hard not to find it all a little bittersweet
And looking back on all of that
It’s nice to believe
When you think, Tim McGraw, I hope you think my favorite song
The one we danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you think happiness, I hope you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest and my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw… I hope you think of me
And I’m back for the first time since then
I’m standing on your street
And there’s a letter left on your doorstep
And the first thing that you’ll read…
Is, when you think, Tim McGraw, I hope you think my favorite song
Some day you’ll turn your radio on
I hope it takes you back to that place
When you think happiness, I hope you think that little black dress
Think of my head on your chest and my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw… I hope you think of me
Oh, think of me
Mmmm-hmmmm
He said the way my blue eyes shined
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said that’s a lie