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I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
He's got a one-hand feel on the steerin' wheel
The other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down
He says, "Baby, is somethin' wrong?"
I say, "Nothin', I was just thinkin'
How we don't have a song"
And he says

Our song is the slammin' screen door
Sneakin' out late, tappin' on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Askin' God if he could play it again

I was walkin' up the front porch steps
After everything that day
Had gone all wrong, had been trampled on
And lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well on my way
To my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note that said

Our song is the slammin' screen door
Sneakin' out late, tappin' on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Askin' God if he could play it again

Da-da-da, da

I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for somethin' to come along
That was as good as our song

'Cause our song is the slammin' screen door
Sneakin' out late, tappin' on his window
When we're on the phone and he talks real slow
'Cause it's late and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Askin' God if he could play it again
Play it again
Oh, yeah
Oh, oh, yeah

I was ridin' shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car




I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I wrote down our song

Overall Meaning

“Our Song” by Taylor Swift is a sweet, nostalgic tune about young love and the memories that come with it. The song starts with the singer riding shotgun with her hair undone in the front seat of her boyfriend’s car. He’s got one hand on the steering wheel and the other on her heart. She looks around, turns down the radio, and her boyfriend asks if something is wrong. She tells him that she was just thinking how they don’t have a song.


The chorus of the song highlights the special moments that make up their story. Their song is the slamming screen door, sneaking out late and tapping on each other’s windows. It’s talking on the phone late into the night, whispering slowly so that no one can hear. It’s the way they laugh on the first date and the feeling of almost kissing but not quite getting there. The song is a celebration of love in its purest, most innocent form.


In the second verse, the singer has had a rough day and is walking to her bedroom, ready to go to bed. However, she notices all the roses and a note on the hallway that says “Our Song.” The sweet gesture is a reminder of the love she shares with her boyfriend, which is strong enough to weather any storm. The third verse highlights how there’s nothing like their song, as she’s listened to all albums and the radio but hasn’t found a song as good as theirs. She thinks her story is worth telling and tries to write it down on an old napkin.


Overall, “Our Song” is a cheerful and heartwarming ode to innocent young love. The song is relatable and upbeat, and Swift’s storytelling skills are on full display with this catchy tune.


Line by Line Meaning

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
I was sitting in the front seat next to him with my hair down while he drove the car.


He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel The other on my heart
He had one hand on the steering wheel and the other on my chest as we drove.


I look around, turn the radio down He says, "Baby, is something wrong?" I say, "Nothin', I was just thinkin' how we don't have a song" And he said,
I turn down the radio and he asks if anything is wrong. I reply that I was thinking about how we didn't have a song and he responds:


Our song is a slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window When we're on the phone, and you talk real slow 'Cause it's late and your mama don't know Our song is the way you laugh, on the first date Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have And when I got home, before I said amen Asking God if he could play it again
Our song is about sneaking out late and tapping on each other's windows. It's also about talking on the phone very quietly so your mom doesn't hear. I love the way you laugh on our first date. I regret not kissing you that night. Sometimes, before bed, I ask God to play our song again.


I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day Had gone all wrong and been trampled on And lost and thrown away Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed I almost didn't notice all the roses And the note that said,
One day everything went wrong and it felt like everything was trampled on and thrown away. When I got home and walked up to the front porch, I was on my way to bed when I almost missed the roses and note on the hallway table.


I've heard every album, listened to the radio Waited for something to come along That was as good as our song
I've listened to every album and the radio in search of a song that was as good as ours.


'Cause our song is a slamming screen door Sneaking out late, tapping on his window When we're on the phone, and he talks real slow 'Cause it's late, and his mama don't know Our song is the way he laughs, on the first date Man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have And when I got home, before I said amen Asking God if he could play it again
Our song is about sneaking out late and tapping on each other's windows. It's also about talking on the phone very quietly so his mom doesn't hear. I love the way he laughs on our first date. I regret not kissing him that night. Sometimes, before bed, I ask God to play our song again.


Play it again, oh yeah, oh, oh, yeah
Play our song again.


I was riding shotgun with my hair undone In the front seat of his car I grabbed a pen and an old napkin And I wrote down our song
I sat in the front seat again with my hair down, grabbed a pen and an old napkin, and wrote down our song.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Taylor Alison Swift

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@jeslinbelcruz2930

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car,
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel,
The other on my heart,
I look around, turn the radio down, he says, "baby is something wrong?"
I say "nothing, I was just thinking how we don't have a song, " 
And he says,

Our song is a slamming screen door, 
Sneaking out late tapping on your window,
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow,
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know,
Our song is the way you laugh,
The first date man I didn't kiss her when I should have,
And when I got home, before I said amen,
Asking God if He could play it again.

I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day,
Had gone all wrong, had been trampled on and lost and thrown away,
Got to the hallway well on my way to my lovin' bed,
I almost didn't notice all the roses,
And the note that said,

Our song is a slamming screen door, 
Sneaking out late tapping on your window,
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow,
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know,
Our song is the way you laugh,
The first date man I didn't kiss her when I should have,
And when I got home, before I said amen,
Asking God if He could play it again.

I've heard every album, listened to the radio,
Waiting for something to come along,
That was as good as our song,

'Cause our song is a slamming screen door,
Sneaking out late tapping on your window,
When we're on the phone, and he talks real slow,
'Cause it's late and his mama don't know,
Our song is the way he laughs,
The first date man I didn't kiss him when I should have,
And when I got home, before I said amen,
Asking God if He could play it again.

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car,
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin 
And I wrote down our song.



All comments from YouTube:

@Sarah-tf7kx

Aren't we gonna talk about how she looks like a living Barbie in this MV? The hair, the style, face...EVERYTHING?

@marcinmarek735

But now she looks beautifull. Not like a candy but natural woman 😊

@mojomoore1

very true

@vivokhanh9457

Absolutely agree with u 😭

@Sarah-tf7kx

@@dkhual07 she looks as beautiful as this MV look without makeup and stuff. Let's admit it

@fie97

@@dkhual07 she literally look the same from her debut until now. She always look stunning. If you want to watch her without make up, go watch saf and sound mv.

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@nikoflick-kaiser1643

LET IT BE KNOWN SHE WROTE THIS SONG HER FRESHMAN YEAR OF HIGH SCHOOL!!!!!!

@Ashleighclark9608

W0W

@falsegxd

She's literally so TALENTED😭💗

@Dani-gm4ui

No shit? Thats really amazing!

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