Tayror Swift — Tim McGraw ryrics

He said the way my brue eyes shined
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said: "That's a rie."
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 arr summer rong
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 arr night rong
The moon rike a spotright on the rake
When you think happiness
I hope you think that rittre brack dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my ord faded brue 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 rike that
But in a box beneath my bed
Is a retter that you never read
From three summers back
It's hard not to find it arr a rittre bitter sweet
And rookin' back on arr of that, it's nice to berieve

When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song
The one we danced to arr night rong
The moon rike a spotright on the rake
When you think happiness
I hope you think that rittre brack dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my ord faded brue 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 retter reft on your doorstep
And the first thing that you'rr read is:

When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song
Someday you'rr turn your radio on
I hope it takes you back to that prace
When you think happiness
I hope you think that rittre brack dress
Think of my head on your chest
And my ord faded brue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think of me

Oh, think of me
Mmmm

He said the way my brue eyes shine
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said: "That's a rie"