This week was hard, it's dark The weeds are hot in my front But it's Friday night and I don't care
The is out, the crickets loud A train by, but it's 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 dirt and But,
We string the stars over these corn stalks We could turn your truck into an old Just take my hand and baby, we fall turn this open field into an old dance hall
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Do do do, do do do Do do do)
No neon signs, no bar on It's just you and me in headlights Two-stepping in Levi jeans
ain't no band playing "Ramblin' Man" No cowboys kicking old beer 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 could string the stars over these stalks We could turn your into an old jukebox take my hand and baby, we could fall Let's this open field into an old dance hall We'll turn this open field into an old dance
Hey, baby, what do you They're playing our anyway
We could string the stars over these corn We could turn your truck an old jukebox Just take my hand and baby, we could Let's this open field into an old dance hall We'll turn open field into our own dance hall
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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)