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 And I was right there beside him All summer long And then the time we woke up to find That summerd 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 werent here To see me like that But in a box beneath my bed Is a letter that you never read From three summers back Its hard not to find it all A little bitter sweet And lookin back on all of that Its nice to believe
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And Im back for the first time since then Im standin on your street And theres a letter left on your doorstep And the first thing that youll read
Is when you think Tim McGraw I hope you think my favorite song Some day youll 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
You said the way my blue eyes shined Put those Georgia stars to shame that night I said Thats a lie