Tim mcgraw
by Taylor Swift
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You 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 gettin´ stuck,
On backroads at night
An´ I was right there beside him all summer long
An´ then the time we woke up to find that summer ´d 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,
An´ my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw,
I hope you think of me
September saw a month of tears,
An´ thankin´ 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 bitter sweet,
An´ lookin´ 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,
An´ 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 standin´ on your street,
An´ there´s a letter left on your doorstep,
An´ 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,
An´ my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw,
I hope you think of me
Oh, think of me,
Mmmm
You said the way my blue eyes shined,
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said that´s a lie.
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 gettin´ stuck,
On backroads at night
An´ I was right there beside him all summer long
An´ then the time we woke up to find that summer ´d 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,
An´ my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw,
I hope you think of me
September saw a month of tears,
An´ thankin´ 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 bitter sweet,
An´ lookin´ 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,
An´ 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 standin´ on your street,
An´ there´s a letter left on your doorstep,
An´ 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,
An´ my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw,
I hope you think of me
Oh, think of me,
Mmmm
You said the way my blue eyes shined,
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said that´s a lie.