This was hard, it's getting dark The weeds are hot in my front But it's night and I don't really 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 here for us Nothing but a of dirt and dust But,
We could string the 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 field into an old 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 in rolled-up Levi jeans
There ain't no playing "Ramblin' Man" No cowboys old beer cans Just a couple of cherry and a mix CD
Come on baby, just me around When the sun comes out, we'll back into town But for now
We could string the stars over these stalks We turn your truck into an old jukebox Just take my and baby, we could fall Let's turn this open field into an old dance We'll turn this open field into an old dance
Hey, baby, do you say? They're our song anyway
We could string the stars these corn stalks We could turn your truck into an old Just take my and baby, we could fall Let's turn this open field into an old dance We'll this open field 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)