Our Song
Written By Taylor Swift
Produced By Nathan Chapman
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Track 11 on "Taylor Swift".
Swift solely composed "Our Song" for the talent show of her freshman year in high school.. It's about Taylor's first boyfriend, Drew Dunlop. It was included on Taylor Swift due to its popularity with her classmates. However, Swift herself never assumed it would even be on an album.
Taylor talked to The Boot about the story behind the song:
I wrote this song in my freshman year of high school, for my ninth grade talent show. So I was sitting there thinking, "I've gotta write a song that's gonna relate to everyone in the talent show, and it's gotta be upbeat." And at that time, I was dating a guy, and we didn't have a song. So I went ahead and wrote us one, and I played it at the talent show at the end of the year.
The uptempo track is musically driven mainly by banjo and lyrically describes a young couple who use the events in their lives in place of a regular song.
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I was ridin' 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, "Nothin', I was just thinkin'
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 we'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 kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Askin' God if he could play it again
[Verse 2]
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]
Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we'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 kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Askin' God if he could play it again
[Post-Chorus]
Da-da-da-da
[Bridge]
I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for somethin' to come along
That was as good as our song
[Chorus]
'Cause our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tappin' 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 should have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Askin' God if he could play it again
[Post-Chorus]
Play it again, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, yeah
[Outro]
I was ridin' 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