Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
But when you think Tim McGraw
Think of my head on your chest
And I was right there beside him
I hope you think of me
That summer'd gone
The one we danced to all night long
That had a tendency of gettin' stuck
I hope you think my favorite song
Think of my head on your chest
I hope you think that little black dress
From three summers back
When you think Tim McGraw
When you think Tim McGraw
September saw a month of tears
I hope you think my favorite song
I said, "That's a lie"
And my old faded blue jeans
And there's a letter left on your doorstep
Just a boy in a Chevy truck
I hope you think of me
On backroads at night
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
Is when you think Tim McGraw
You said the way my blue eyes shined
I'm standin' on your street
And my old faded blue jeans
To see me like that
When you think happiness
When you think happiness
And lookin' back on all of that
Is a letter that you never read
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
But in a box beneath my bed
It's nice to believe
Some day you'll turn your radio on
All summer long
And the first thing that you'll read
I hope you think that little black dress
And I'm back for the first time since then
I hope you think that little black dress
And my old faded blue jeans
When you think Tim McGraw
When you think Tim McGraw
When you think happiness
The one we danced to all night long
I hope you think of me
A little bitter sweet
And then the time we woke up to find
I hope it takes you back to that place
It's hard not to find it all
Oh, think of me, mmm
I hope you think my favorite song
And thankin' God that you weren't here
Think of my head on your chest
