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Tim McGraw 
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He said the way my 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 stuck
On backroads at night
And I was right there beside him
All long
And then the time
We woke up to find
That summer'd gone
And when you think Tim McGraw
I you my favourite song
The one we danced to all night long
The moon a on the lake
When you happiness
I hope you think that 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 thanking God you weren't here
To see me like that
But in a box beneath my bed
There's a letter that you never read
Three summers back
It's not to it all a little
sweet
And back on all the sad
It's nice to believe
When you Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favourite song
The one you danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you think happiness
I hope you think little dress
of my head on your chest
And my old blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I you think of me
And I'm back for the first time since then
I'm standing on your street
And there's a letter on doorstep
And the first that you'll read
Is when you Tim McGraw
I hope you think my song
So then you'll turn your radio on
I hope it you back to place
When you think happiness
I hope you think little black dress
Think of my head on chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you of me
You think of me
He the way my blue eyes shined
Put to shame that night
I said that's a lie
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 stuck
On backroads at night
And I was right there beside him
All long
And then the time
We woke up to find
That summer'd gone
And when you think Tim McGraw
I you my favourite song
The one we danced to all night long
The moon a on the lake
When you happiness
I hope you think that 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 thanking God you weren't here
To see me like that
But in a box beneath my bed
There's a letter that you never read
Three summers back
It's not to it all a little
sweet
And back on all the sad
It's nice to believe
When you Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favourite song
The one you danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you think happiness
I hope you think little dress
of my head on your chest
And my old blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I you think of me
And I'm back for the first time since then
I'm standing on your street
And there's a letter on doorstep
And the first that you'll read
Is when you Tim McGraw
I hope you think my song
So then you'll turn your radio on
I hope it you back to place
When you think happiness
I hope you think little black dress
Think of my head on chest
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
I hope you of me
You think of me
He the way my blue eyes shined
Put to shame that night
I said that's a lie
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