Saturday night and the moon is out
Just shinin’ over top of the pines
I’m headin’ on down to my baby’s house
Gonna take her on a midnight ride
Now I’m on these backroads winding up at a Kickapoo Creek
Dancin’ and singin’ to some good ol’ boys like me
Baby, there’s a shooting star,
That was for me and you.
So, hold me tight, make that wish, and pray that it comes true.
I ain’t sure of much,
But this I know –
I got a diamond in my pocket and my baby’s got a heart of gold.
I brought along a little courage and Coleman cooler, Just to help me out
My hands are shaking like a Cambridge rattler,
Nothing’s gonna save me now
Mind as well jump in head first, lay it all on the line
What am I worrying about? Never gonna be a more perfect time
Baby, there’s a shooting star,
That was for me and you.
So, hold me tight, make that wish, and pray that it comes true.
I ain’t sure of much,
But this I know –
I got a diamond in my pocket and my baby’s got a heart of gold.
(instrumental interlude)
Well I didn’t have money for a Broadway show,
but the crickets are singing to the radio,
and we’ve got tickets –
on the very front row.
Baby, there’s a shooting star,
That was for me and you.
So, hold me tight, make that wish, and pray that it comes true.
I ain’t sure of much,
But this I know –
I got a diamond in my pocket and my baby’s got a heart of gold.
I got a diamond in my pocket and my baby’s got a heart of gold.
