This was hard, it's getting 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 Nothing but a of dirt and dust But,
We could the stars over these corn stalks We could your truck into an old jukebox Just take my hand and baby, we fall Let's this open 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 Levi jeans
There ain't no playing "Ramblin' Man" No kicking old beer cans Just a couple of Cokes and a mix CD
on baby, just spin me around When the sun out, we'll head back into town But for now
We could string the 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 turn this open field into an old dance hall
Hey, baby, what do you They're playing our anyway
We could the stars over these corn stalks We could turn your truck into an old take my hand and baby, we could fall Let's turn open field 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)