This week was hard, it's getting The weeds are hot in my front But it's Friday and I don't really care
The is out, the crickets loud A train went by, but gone now So up and down the street, I sit and
You could say there's not here for us Nothing but a pile of and dust But,
We could string the over these corn stalks We could turn your truck into an old Just take my 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 neon signs, no bar on It's you and me in these headlights Two-stepping in Levi jeans
There no band playing "Ramblin' Man" No cowboys kicking old cans Just a of cherry Cokes and a mix CD
Come on baby, just spin me When the sun comes out, we'll head back into But for now
We could string the over these corn stalks We could turn your truck into an old Just my hand and baby, we could fall Let's turn this open field into an old hall We'll this open field into an old dance hall
Hey, baby, do you say? playing our song anyway
We could string the stars over corn stalks We could turn your into an old jukebox take my hand and baby, we could fall Let's turn open field into an old dance hall We'll turn this open field into our own 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)