Tim Mcgraw Chords by Taylor Swift

[G] _ [F] _ [Cm] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ .
[Dm] _ [Am] _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ .
[C] _ He said the way my [Am] blue eyes shine, but those Georgia [F] stars, too shame that night, he said.
[G] that's a lie.
_ .
_ [C] But just a boy in a [Am] Chevy truck, that had a tendency [F] of getting stuck on back [G] roads at night.
And [F] I was right there beside [G] him, all summer long.
[F] And then the [C] time we woke up to [F] find that [G] summer gone.
But when [C] you think Jim McGraw, I hope you [Am] think my favorite song, the one we [F] danced.
to all night long.
The [G] moon like a spotlight on the lake.
When you [C] think happiness, I hope you [Am] think that middle black dress.
[F] Think of my head on your chest, [C] and my [G] old faded blue jeans.
When [F] you think Jim [G] McGraw, I hope you [C] think of me.
_ _ .
_ _ September saw a [Am] month of tears, and thankin' God that [F] you weren't here.
To [G] see me like that.
[C] _ But in a [G] box beneath [Am] my bed, is a letter [F] that you never read.
Three [C] summers [G] back.
_ .
_ [F] It's hard not to find it [G] all a little bittersweet.
[F] And looking [C] back on all of [F] that, it's nice [G] to believe in [C] you.
When you think Jim McGraw, I hope [Am] you think my favorite song, the one we [F] danced to all night long.
The [C] moon like a [G] spotlight on the lake.
When [C] you think happiness, I hope you [Am] think that little black dress.
[F] Think of my head on your chest, [C] and my old faded [G] blue jeans.
When [F] you think Jim [G] McGraw, I hope you [C] think of me.
_ .
_ _ _ _ [F] And I'm back for the first time since [G] then, I'm standing on your street.
And there's [F] a letter [C] that's on your [F] doorstep, and the first thing [G] that you'll read.
Is [C] when you think Jim McGraw, I hope [Am] you think my favorite song.
Someday [F] you'll turn your radio on.
I [G] hope it takes you back to that place.
[C] When you think happiness, I hope [Am] you think that little black dress.
[F] Think of my head on your chest, [C] and my old faded [G] blue jeans.
When you think [F] Jim [G] McGraw, I hope [C] you think of me.
[G] Oh, think of [Am] me.
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ .
[C] _ _ _ He said the way my [Am] blue eyes shine.
Put those Georgia [F] stars to shame that night.
I [G] said that's a lie.
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