This week was hard, it's dark The are hot in my front yard But it's Friday night and I really care
The moon is out, the crickets A train went by, but it's now So up and down the street, I sit and
You could say there's not much 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 take my hand and baby, we could fall Let's turn this open field 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 me around When the sun comes out, we'll 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 and baby, we could fall Let's turn open field into an old dance hall We'll turn this field into an old dance hall
Hey, baby, what do you They're playing our song
We could string the over these corn stalks We could turn your truck into an old Just my hand and baby, we could fall turn this open field into 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)