Put those Georgia stars to shame at 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.
And I was right there beside him all summer long,
And 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,
And my old faded blue jeans.
When you think Tim McGraw,
I hope you think of me
September saw a month of tears,
And 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,
And 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,
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 standin' 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
You said the way my blue eyes shined,
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said, "That's a lie"
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