Tim Mcgraw / Cowboy Like Me

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You said the way my blue eyes shined 
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Put those Georgia stars to shame that night 
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I said, that's a lie 
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Just a boy in a Chevy truck 
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That had a tendency of getting stuck 
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On backroads at night 

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And I was right there beside him all summer long 
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And then the time we woke up to find that summer'd gone 

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But when you think, Tim McGraw 
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I hope you think my favorite song 
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The one we danced to all night long 
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The moon like a spotlight on the lake 
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When you think happiness 
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I hope you think, that little black dress 
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Think of my head on your chest 
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And my old faded blue jeans 
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When you think Tim McGraw 
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I hope you think of me 

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  And the tennis court was covered up 
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With some tent-like thing 
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  And you asked me to dance 
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But I said, "dancing is a dangerous game" 
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  Oh, I   thought 
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This is gonna be one of those things 
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  Now I   know 
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I'm never gonna love again 

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  I've got some tricks up my sleeve 
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Takes one to know one 
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You're a cowboy like   me 

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Never wanted love 
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Just a fancy car 
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   Now I'm waiting by the phone 
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Like I'm sitting in an airport bar 

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  You had some tricks up your sleeve 
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Takes one to know one 
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You're a cowboy like me 

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Perched in the dark 
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Telling all the rich folks anything they wanna hear 
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Like it could be love 
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I could be the way forward 
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Only if they pay for it 
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You're a bandit like me 
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Eyes full of stars 
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Hustling for the good life 
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Never thought I'd meet you here 
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It could be love 
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We could be the way forward 
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And I know I'll pay for it 

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And I'm back for the first time since then 
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I'm standing on your street 
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And there's a letter left on your doorstep 
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And the first thing that you'll read 

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It's, when you think, Tim McGraw 
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I hope you think my favorite song 
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Some day you'll turn your radio on 
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I hope it takes you back to that place 
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When you think happiness 
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I hope you think, that little black dress 
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Think of my head on your chest 
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And my old faded blue jeans 
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When you think Tim McGraw 
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I hope you think of me 
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Oh, think of me 

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You're a cowboy like me, hmm 
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You said the way my blue eyes shined 
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Put those Georgia stars to shame that night 
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I said, that's a lie