This was hard, it's getting dark The weeds are hot in my yard But it's Friday and I don't really care
The moon is out, the crickets A train went by, but it's now So up and the street, I sit and stare
You could say there's not much for us Nothing but a of dirt and dust But,
We could string the stars these corn stalks We could turn your into an old jukebox Just take my hand and baby, we fall Let's turn this 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 band "Ramblin' Man" No cowboys kicking old cans Just a couple of Cokes and a mix CD
Come on baby, just spin me When the sun out, we'll head back into town But for now
We string the stars over these corn stalks We could turn your truck into an old Just take my hand and baby, we could Let's turn this open field into an old hall turn this open field into an old dance hall
Hey, baby, do you say? They're playing our song
We could string the over these corn stalks We turn your truck into an old jukebox Just take my and baby, we could fall Let's turn this open field into an old hall We'll turn this open field 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)