Diamond In My Pocket

Saturday night and the moon is out Just a-shinin' over top of the pines I'm headed on down to my baby's house Gonna take her on a midnight ride Down them backroads Winding up at a-Kickapoo Creek Dancin' and singin' to some good ol' boys like me Baby, there's a shooting star That one's for me and you So, hold me tigh and make that wish And pray that it comes true Now 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 canebrake rattler Nothing's gonna save me now Might as well jump in head first, lay it all on the line What am I worried 'bout? Never gonna be a more perfect time 'Cause baby, there's a shooting star That one's for me and you So, hold me tight, and make that wish And pray that it comes true And 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 Well, I didn't have money for a Broadway show But the crickets are singing to the radio And we got tickets on the very front porch Baby, there's a shooting star That one's for me and you So, hold me tight and make that wish And pray that it comes true And I ain't sure of much But this I know Well, 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