You 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 [bad word]  
That had a tendency of gettin' stuck, 
On backroads at night 
An' I was right there beside him all summer long 
An' then the time 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, 
An' my old faded blue jeans 
When you think Tim McGraw, 
I hope you think of me 

September saw a month of tears, 
An' 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 bitter sweet, 
An' 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, 
An' 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, 
An' there's a letter left on your doorstep, 
An' the first thing that you'll read: 

Is: "When you think: Tim McGraw, 
"I hope you think my favorite song" 
Some day 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, 
An' my old faded blue jeans 
When you think Tim McGraw, 
I hope you think of me 
Oh, think of me, 
Mmmm 

You said the way my blue eyes shined, 
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night 
I said: "That's a lie"