Tim McGraw

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 bitter sweet

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

He said the way my blue eyes shined

Put those Georgia

Stars to shame that night

I said that's a lie