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Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift


Background information
Birth name Taylor Alison Swift
Born December 13, 1989
Born place Wyomissing, Pennsylvania, United States
Genre(s) Country
Pop
Years active 2006—present
Label(s) Big Machine Records
Associated acts Nathan Chapman
Liz Rose
Website Website



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Taylor Swift Album


Live from SoHo (01/15/2008)
01/15/2008
1.
Umbrella (Rihanna cover)
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[CHORUS]
When the sun shines
We'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath
I'mma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my Umbrella
You can stand under my Umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
eh eh

[VERSE 1]
You had my heart
and we'll never be world apart
Maybe in magazines
but you'll still be my star
Baby cause in the Dark
You can see shiny Cars
And that's when you need me there
With you I'll always share
Because

[CHORUS]
When the sun shines
We'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath
I'mma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my Umbrella
You can stand under my Umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
eh eh

[VERSE 2]
These fancy things,
will never come in between
You're part of my entity
Here for Infinity
When the war has took it's part
When the world has dealt it's cards
If the hand is hard
Together we'll mend your heart
Because ...

[CHORUS]
When the sun shines
We'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath
I'mma stick it out 'till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my Umbrella
You can stand under my Umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(ella ella eh eh eh)

. . .



I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car,
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel,
The other on my heart,
I look around, turn the radio down,
He says baby is something wrong?,
I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song,
And he says...

CHORUS:
Our song is the slamming screen door,
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window,
When you're on the phone and you talk real slow,
Cause it's late and your mama don't know,
Our song is the way you laugh,
The first date, "man, I didn't get to kiss her, but I should have",
And when I got home...before I said amen,
Asking god if he could play it again.

I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day,
Had gone all wrong or been trampled on,
And lost and thrown away,
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed,
I almost didn't notice all the roses,
And the note that said...

CHORUS

I've heard every album, listened to the radio,
Waited for something to come along,
That was as good as our song...

Cause our song is the slamming door,
Sneaking out late, tapping on his window,
When we're on the phone and he talks real slow,
Cause it's late and his mama don't know,
Our song is the way he laughs,
The first date "man, I didn't kiss him, and I could have",
And when I got home, before I said amen,
Asking god if he could play it again.

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone,
In the front seat of his car,
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin,
And i....wrote down our song.

. . .



Drew looks at me
I fake a smile so he won't see
What I want and need
And everything that we should be

I'll bet she's beautiful
That girl he talks about
And she's got everything
That I have to live without

Drew talks to me
I laugh cause its so damn funny
But I can't even see anyone when he's with me

He says he's so in love
He's finally got it right
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do

Drew walks by me
Can he tell that I can't breathe
And there he goes, so perfectly
The kind of flawless I wish I could be

She better hold him tight
Give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes
And know she's lucky cause

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do

So I drive home one night
As I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down
And maybe get some sleep tonight

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one that's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do

He's the time taken up
But there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into

Drew looks at me
I fake a smile so he won't see

. . .



It's strange to think the songs we used to sing
The smiles, the flowers, everything is gone
Yesterday I found out about you
Even now just looking at you feels wrong
You say that you'd take it all back, given one chance
It was a moment of weakness
And you said yes

You should've said no, you should've gone home
You should've thought twice before you let it all go
You should've known that the word about what you did with her
Get back to me (get back to me)
And I should've been there in the back of your mind
I shouldn't be asking myself why
You shouldn't be begging for forgiveness at my feet
You should've said no, baby, and you might still have me

---- Instrumental Interlude ----

You can see that I've been crying
And, baby, you know all the right things to say
But do you honestly expect me to believe
We could ever be the same
You say that the past is the past
You need one chance
It was a moment of weakness
And you said yes

You should've said no, you should've gone home
You should've thought twice before you let it all go
You should've known that the word about what you did with her
Get back to me (get back to me)
And I should've been there in the back of your mind
I shouldn't be asking myself why
You shouldn't be begging for forgiveness at my feet
You should've said no, baby, and you might still have me
Oooh, whoooa, ooooh

I can't resist before you go
Tell me this was it worth it
Was she worth this
Nooo, no, noooo .....

You should've said no, you should've gone home
You should've thought twice before you let it all go
You should've known that the word about what you did with her
Get back to me (get back to me)
And I should've been there in the back of your mind
I shouldn't be asking myself why
You shouldn't be begging for forgiveness at my feet
You should've said no, baby, and you might still have me

. . .



I don't know what I want
So don't ask me cause I'm still trying to figure it out
Don't know what's down this road
I'm just walking trying to see through the rain coming down
Even though I'm not the only one who feels the way I do

I'm alone, on my own and I'm starting off
I'll be strong, I'll be wrong, oh, but life goes on
Oh, I'm just a girl trying to find a place in this world

Got the radio on, my old blue jeans
And I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve
Feeling luck today, got the sunshine
Can you tell me what more do I need
And tomorrow's just a mystery
Oh, yeah, but that's okay

I'm alone, on my own and I'm starting off
I'll be strong, I'll be wrong, oh, but life goes on
Oh, I'm just a girl trying to find a place in this world

Maybe I'm just a girl on a mission
But I'm ready to fly

I'm alone, on my own and I'm starting off
Oh, I'll be strong, I'll be wrong, oh, but life goes on

Oh, I'm alone, on my own and I'm starting off
Oh, I'm just a girl trying to find a place in this world

Oooh, I'm just a girl, oh, I'm just a girl, ah, um
Oh, I'm just a girl

. . .



She said, I was seven and you were nine
I looked at you like the stars that shined in the sky
The pretty lights
And our daddies used to joke about the two of us
Growing up and falling in love and our mamas smiled
And rolled there eyes
And said, oh, my, my, my

Take me back to the house in the backyard tree
Said you'd beat me up, you were bigger than me
You never did, you never did
Take me back to when our world was one block wide
I dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried
Just two kids, you and I
Oh my, my, my, my

Well, I was sixteen when suddenly
I wasn't that little girl you used to see
But your eyes still shined like pretty lights
And our daddies used to joke about the two of us
They never believed we'd really fall in love
And our mamas smilled and rolled their eyes
And said, oh, my, my, my

Take me back to the creek beds we turned up
Two a.m. riding in your truck
And all I need is you next to me
Take me back to the time when we had our very first fight
Slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight
You stayed outside til the morning light
Oh, my, my, my, my

A few years had gone and come around
We were sitting at our favorite spot in town
And you looked at me, got down on one knee
Take me back to the time when we walked down the aisle
And our whole town came and our mamas cried
You said I do and I did too
Take me home where we met so many years before
We'll rock our babies on the very front porch
After all this time, you and I

I'll be eighty-seven and you'll be eighty-nine
I'll still look at you like the stars that shine in the sky
Oh, my, my, my

. . .


(Written by Taylor Swift/Liz Rose)

You said the way my blue eyes shined
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said, that's a lie
Just a boy in a Chevy truck
That had a tendency of getting stuck
On backroads at night
And I was right there beside him
All summer long
And then the time we woke up to find that summer'd gone

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

September saw a month of tears
And thanking God that you weren't here
To see me like that
But in a box beneath my bed
Is a letter that you never read
From three summers back
It's hard not to find it all a little bitter sweet
And looking back on all of that
It's nice to believe

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

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

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

. . .



State the obvious
I didn't get my perfect fantasy
I realized you love yourself
More that you could ever love me
So go and tell your friends
That I'm obsessive and crazy
That's fine, I'll tell mine
You're gay and by the way

I hate that stupid old pickup truck
You never let me drive
You're a redneck, heartbreaker
Who's really been a lie
So watch me strike a match
On all my wasted time
As far as I'm concerned
You're just another picture to burn

There's no time for tears
I'm just sitting here planning my revenge
Nothing stopping me
From going out with all of your best friends
And if you come around saying sorry to me
My daddy's going to show you how sorry you'll be

Cause I hate that stupid old pickup truck
You never let me drive
You're a redneck, heartbreaker
Who's really been a lie, yeah
So watch me strike a match
On all my wasted time
As far as I'm concerned
You're just another picture to burn

And if you're missing me
You better keep it to yourself
Cause coming back around here
Would be bad for your health

Cause I hate that stupid old pickup truck
You never let me drive
You're a redneck, heartbreaker
Who's really been a lie, yeah
So watch me strike a match
On all my wasted time
In case you haven't heard

I really, really hate that stupid old pickup truck
You never let me drive
You're a redneck, heartbreaker
Who's really been a lie, yeah
So watch me strike a match
On all my wasted time
As far as I'm concerned
You're just another picture to burn
Burn, burn, burn, baby burn
Just another picture to burn
Baby, burn

. . .


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