I like it    I don't like it

He said the way my blue eyes shined
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night.
I said "thats 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 that we woke up to find
That summer'd 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,
There's a letter that you never read,
From three summers back.
It's hard not to find it all a little bittersweet,
And looking back on all of that it's nice to beleive

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.
And 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,
Mmmmm.

He said the way my blue eyes shined,
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night.
I said "thats a lie".