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