Tim McGraw se narodil 1. 5. 1967 v malém městečku Delphi, ve státě Louisiana jako Samuel Timothy Smith. Jeho matka byla servírka Betty Trimble a otcem byl Horace Smith, ikdyž ne tak úplně... Betty a Horace byli sice manželé, ale biologickým otcem...

Píseň: Red Rag Top

Interpret:
Tim McGraw
Album:
Greatest Hits, Vol. 2
I was twenty and she was eighteen,
We were just about as wild as we were green, in the ways of the world
She picked me up in that red rag top,
We were free of the folks, and hiding from the cops
On a summer night, runnin’ all the red lights
We parked way out in a clearing in a grove and the night
Was hot as a coal burnin’ stove,
We were cookin’ with gas, knew it had to last.


In the back of that red rag top
She said please don’t stop


Well the very first time her mother met me,
Her green eyed girl had been a mother to be for two weeks.
I was out of a job and she was in school,
And life was fast and the world was cruel
We were young and wild, we decided not to have a child
So we did what we did and we tried to forget,
And we swore up and down there would be no regrets
In the morning light,
But all the way home that night


On the back of that red rag top
She said please don’t stop...
Lovin’ me


We took one more trip around the sun,
It was all make believe in the end.
No I can’t say where she is today,
I can’t remember who I was, back then.


Well you do what you do and you pay for your sins,
And there’s no such thing as what might’ve
Been, that’s a waste of time; drive you outta your mind.


I was stopped at a red light just yesterday beside a young girl
In a cabriolet and her eyes
Were green,
I was in an old scene


I was back in that red rag top,
On the day she stopped,
Loving me...
I was back in that red rag top,
On the day she stopped,
Loving me...