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