Jimmy Ray McGee, used to lean on his old Corvette

Light up a cigarette

And ask, why I hadn't loved him yet

Jimmy Ray McGee was the first-string quarterback

A real player and that's a fact

But I wasn't having none of that



Can't remember all the times on a Saturday night on my parents couch

Had the house to ourselves sittin' through a movie and making out

He said, I had something that he couldn't live without it

And I can't say, I didn't think about it



Jimmy Ray McGee asked me to the senior prom 

But I went on another boy's arm

Heard he made someone else a mom

Oh, Jimmy Ray McGee disappeared from our hometown

Another daddy out running around

Doing everything but settling down

Oh, yeah



When I was seventeen thought, I thought too much 'bout the choices I made

From the clothes I wore, to the friends I picked, to the boys I'd date

I guess in the end it was worth all the worry

Though it hurts to wait, it can hurt worse to hurry



Jimmy Ray McGee used to lean on his old Corvette

Light up a cigarette

And ask, why I hadn't loved him yet