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 getting stuck On backroads 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 thanking 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 And looking 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 standing 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 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 And my old faded blue jeans When you think Tim McGraw I hope you think of me Oh think of me He said the way my blue eyes shined Put those Georgia Stars to shame that night I said that's a lie