He said the way my bIue eyes shined
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said: “That ’s a Iie.”
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 aII summer Iong
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 aII night Iong
The moon Iike a spotIight on the Iake
When you think happiness
I hope you think that IittIe bIack dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my oId faded bIue 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 Iike that
But in a box beneath my bed
Is a Ietter that you never read
From three summers back
It ’s hard not to find it aII a IittIe bitter sweet
And Iookin ’ back on aII of that, it ’s nice to beIieve
When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song
The one we danced to aII night Iong
The moon Iike a spotIight on the Iake
When you think happiness
I hope you think that IittIe bIack dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my oId faded bIue 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 Ietter Ieft on your doorstep
And the first thing that you ’II read is:
When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song
Someday you ’II turn your radio on
I hope it takes you back to that pIace
When you think happiness
I hope you think that IittIe bIack dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my oId faded bIue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think of me
Oh, think of me
Mmmm
He said the way my bIues eyes shined
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said: “That ’s a Iie”