….Crickets are singin’ and lightning bugs
are floatin on the breeze
Baby get ready…..
Across the field where the creek turns back by the ole stone road
I’m gonna take you to a special place that nobody knows
Baby get ready…..OooooooOooo
You and me going fishing in the dark,
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows.
Down by the river in the full moon light,
We’ll be fallin’ in love in the middle of the night …
~Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Much love & happiness to you… glad you stopped by! ~Heidi
