This week was hard, it's getting The weeds are hot in my front But it's Friday night and I really care
The moon is out, the crickets A train went by, but gone now So up and down the street, I sit and
You could say there's not much for us but a pile of dirt and dust But,
We could string the over these corn stalks We could turn your into an old jukebox Just my hand and baby, we could 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 rolled-up Levi
There ain't no band "Ramblin' Man" No cowboys kicking old beer Just a of cherry Cokes and a mix CD
Come on baby, just spin me When the sun comes out, we'll head back town But for now
We could the stars over these corn stalks We could turn your truck into an old Just take my and baby, we could fall turn this open field into an old dance hall We'll turn this open field into an old hall
Hey, baby, do you say? playing our song anyway
We string the stars over these corn stalks We could turn your truck into an old Just take my hand and baby, we fall Let's turn this 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)