Tim McGraw Is A Song By Taylor Swift. Lyrics Are Penned By Taylor SwiftLiz Rose While Music Is Produced By Nathan Chapman. Official Music Video Is Released On Official Channel.
Tim McGraw Song Information
| Song Name | Tim McGraw |
| Film/Album | Taylor Swift |
| Language | English |
| Singer | Taylor Swift |
| Lyrics By | Taylor SwiftLiz Rose |
| Composer | Nathan Chapman |
| Produce By | Nathan Chapman |
| Genre | Country |
| Release Date | Jun 17, 2009 |
Tim McGraw Lyrics
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 gettin’ stuck
On back roads 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 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 bittersweet
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
Someday 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
He said the way my blue eyes shined
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said, “That’s a lie”
