This was hard, it's getting dark The weeds are hot in my yard But it's night and I don't really care
The moon is out, the loud A train by, but it's gone now So up and down the street, I sit and
You could say there's not here for us but a pile of dirt and dust But,
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 this open field into an old dance
(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 rolled-up jeans
There ain't no playing "Ramblin' Man" No kicking old beer cans a couple of cherry Cokes and a mix CD
Come on baby, spin me around the sun comes out, we'll head back into town But for now
We could string the stars these corn stalks We could turn your into an old jukebox Just take my hand and baby, we fall Let's turn this open field an old dance hall 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 over these corn We turn your truck into an old jukebox take my hand and baby, we could fall Let's turn this open field into an old dance 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)