This week was hard, it's dark The weeds are hot in my yard But it's night and I don't really care
The is out, the crickets loud A train went by, but it's now So up and down the street, I sit and
You could say there's not here for us Nothing but a of dirt and dust But,
We could string the stars these corn stalks We could your truck into an old jukebox Just take my and baby, we could fall turn 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 signs, no bar on fire It's just you and me in headlights Two-stepping in rolled-up jeans
ain't no band playing "Ramblin' Man" No cowboys kicking old beer a couple of cherry Cokes and a mix CD
Come on baby, spin me around When the sun comes out, head back into town But for now
We could string the stars over corn stalks We could your truck into an old jukebox Just take my and baby, we could fall Let's turn this open field into an old hall turn this open field into an old dance hall
Hey, baby, do you say? They're playing our song
We could string the stars over corn stalks We could turn your into an old jukebox take my hand and baby, we could fall Let's turn open field into an old dance hall We'll turn this open 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)