This week was hard, getting dark The weeds are hot in my yard But it's Friday night and I don't 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 much for us but a pile of dirt and dust 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 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 rolled-up Levi
There ain't no band "Ramblin' Man" No kicking old beer cans Just a couple of cherry and a mix CD
Come on baby, spin me around 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 into an old dance hall We'll turn this open field into an old dance
Hey, baby, what do you They're our song anyway
We string the stars over these corn stalks We could your truck into an old jukebox Just take my hand and baby, we fall Let's turn this open into an old dance hall We'll turn this open field 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)