Tim McGraw
Taylor Swift Lyrics


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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 gettin' 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 bittersweet
And 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
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
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
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
Mmm

He said the way my blue eyes shined




Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said, "That's a lie"

Overall Meaning

In "Tim McGraw," Taylor Swift reflects on a past love and the memories associated with it. The song begins with a conversation between Swift and her former lover, who comments on the shine of her blue eyes one evening, likening it to the stars in Georgia. Swift disagrees, dismissing his compliment as a lie and describing him as a young man in a Chevy truck who often got stuck on backroads at night. However, they spent the entire summer together, waking up one day to find that it had quickly passed. Swift hopes that when he thinks of Tim McGraw, he thinks of her favorite song, which they danced to all night long, with the moon casting a spotlight on the lake. She hopes he thinks of her little black dress, of her head on his chest, and of her old faded blue jeans when he remembers her.


The song then transitions to a montage of memories, reflecting on a September filled with tears, and Swift being glad that her lover wasn't around to see her like that. She has a letter from three summers ago, which he never read and which she keeps under her bed. With a twinge of nostalgia, Swift sees the past as bittersweet and looks back with fondness on the relationship. The song ends with Swift standing in front of her former lover's house, leaving a letter at his doorstep, hoping that someday when he hears Tim McGraw's music on the radio, he will think of her, her little black dress, her head on his chest, and her old faded blue jeans.


Line by Line Meaning

He said the way my blue eyes shined
He complimented me by saying my blue eyes shone remarkably bright that night.


Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
Even the bright stars in Georgia couldn't compete with the shine in my eyes that night.


I said, "That's a lie"
I dismissed his compliment, thinking he was just saying it to flatter me.


Just a boy in a Chevy truck
He was just an ordinary guy in a Chevy truck.


That had a tendency of gettin' stuck
His truck had a tendency of getting stuck on backroads at night.


On backroads at night
He often drove on isolated country roads at night.


And I was right there beside him all summer long
I spent the whole summer next to him, supporting him and being by his side.


And then the time we woke up to find that summer gone
We woke up one morning to realize that summer had ended and our time together was over.


But when you think Tim McGraw
Whenever you hear the name Tim McGraw,


I hope you think my favorite song
I hope you remember my favorite song, which we danced to all night long.


The moon like a spotlight on the lake
The moon was shining so bright that night, it illuminated the entire lake like a spotlight.


When you think happiness
Whenever you think of being truly happy,


I hope you think that little black dress
I hope you remember the little black dress I wore that night.


Think of my head on your chest
Think of the times when my head was resting on your chest.


And my old faded blue jeans
Remember the old faded blue jeans I wore back then.


September saw a month of tears
The month of September was filled with tears and sadness for me.


And thanking God that you weren't here
A part of me was grateful that he wasn't around to see me sad and vulnerable.


To see me like that
To see me in such an emotional state.


But in a box beneath my bed
I kept a box of memories from the past beneath my bed.


Is a letter that you never read
In that box is a letter I wrote to him three summers ago, which he never got to read.


From three summers back
The letter was from three summers ago, when we were together.


It's hard not to find it all a little bittersweet
Looking back at all those memories, it's hard not to have mixed emotions.


And lookin' back on all of that, it's nice to believe
Despite the bittersweet feelings, it's comforting to look back and reminisce on those memories.


And I'm back for the first time since then
For the first time since those memories were made, I'm back to where they happened.


I'm standing on your street
I'm standing on the street where he used to live.


And there's a letter left on your doorstep
I left a letter at his doorstep before leaving his street.


And the first thing that you'll read
The first thing he'll read in that letter is...


Is when you think Tim McGraw
Is a reminder whenever he hears the name Tim McGraw.


I hope you think my favorite song
I hope he remembers my favorite song, which he and I shared during those summers.


Someday you'll turn your radio on
One day he'll turn on his radio and hear the song playing.


I hope it takes you back to that place
And I hope that song will take him back to that special place we once shared together.


Oh, think of me
Think of me during that moment and remember the good times we had together.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment
Written by: Liz Rose, Taylor Swift

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"Tim McGraw"

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 gettin' stuck
On back roads 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 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
And 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
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
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
Mmmm

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



@ruruboi

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 gettin' stuck
On back roads at night
And I was right there beside him all summer long
And then the time we woke up to find that summer had 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
Is a letter that you never read
From three summers back
It's hard not to find it all a little bitter sweet
And lookin' back on all of that, it's nice to believe

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

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"
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
Mmm

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



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