This was hard, it's getting dark The weeds are hot in my front But it's Friday night and I really care
The moon is out, the loud A went by, but it's gone now So up and down the street, I sit and
You could say there's not much for us Nothing but a of dirt and dust But,
We could the stars over these corn stalks We could turn your truck an old jukebox Just my hand and baby, we could fall turn this open field into an old dance hall
(Do do do, do do do Do do do, do do
Do do do, do do do Do do do)
No signs, no bar on fire just you and me in these headlights Two-stepping in Levi jeans
There ain't no playing "Ramblin' Man" No cowboys kicking old beer Just a couple of cherry and a mix CD
Come on baby, just me around When the sun out, we'll head back into town But for now
We could string the stars over corn stalks We could turn your truck an old jukebox Just take my and baby, we could fall Let's turn this open field into an old dance We'll turn this open field into an old hall
Hey, baby, do you say? They're playing our anyway
We could string the stars over these corn We could turn truck into an old jukebox Just take my hand and baby, we fall turn this open field into an old dance hall We'll this open field into our own dance hall
(Do do do, do do do Do do do, do do
Do do do, do do do Do do do
Do do do, do do do Do do do, do do
Do do do, do do do Do do do)