Tim McGraw is a highly lauded country singer. He has sold nearly 25 million albums, had 21 Top 10 singles (17 #1's), won The County Music Association's Album of The Year Award twice, and is a two-time Academy of Country Music Awards Male Vocalist. McGraw, the 2002 CMA Entertainer of the Year, has described himself as “a bum with diamonds in his pockets.” McGraw has recently signed a two-book contract with Simon & Schuster publishers.
His newest album is due out on November 26. On September 5, McGraw released his first single from this album, a song called “Red Ragtop.” The lyrics appear below.
Red Ragtop – Tim McGraw September 2002
I was 20 and she was 18.
We were just about as wild as we were green
In the ways of the world.
She picked me up in that red ragtop
We were free of the folks
And hiding from the cops on a summer night
Running all the red lights.
We parked way out in a clearing in a grove.
And the night was as hot as a coal-burning stove.
We were cooking with gas,
Ooh 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 on the way home that night,
On the back of that red ragtop
She said please don't stop loving me.
We took one more trip around the sun,
But 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 have been.
That's a waste of time.
Drive you out of your mind.
I was stopped at a red light just yesterday beside a young girl in a Cabriolet.
And her eyes were green. And I was in an old scene.
I was back in that red ragtop on the day she stopped loving me.
I was back in that red ragtop on the day she stopped loving me.
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(This article courtesy of Rachel's Vineyard, a division of American Life League.)
