Tim McGraw

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"