This week was hard, it's dark The are hot in my front yard But it's Friday night and I don't care
The moon is out, the loud A train went by, but gone now So up and the street, I sit and stare
You say there's not much here for us but a pile of dirt and dust But,
We could the stars over these corn stalks We could turn truck into an old jukebox Just my hand and baby, we could fall Let's turn this open 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 It's just you and me in headlights Two-stepping in Levi jeans
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 spin me When the sun out, we'll head back into town But for now
We could string the stars over these corn 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 We'll turn this open into an old dance hall
Hey, baby, do you say? They're our song anyway
We could string the stars over these corn We could your truck into an old jukebox Just take my hand and baby, we could Let's turn this open field into an old hall We'll turn this open field into our own dance
(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)