we do it in a field

in the little bitty towns between map dots

we don't tailgate in a parking lot

we bump down dirt roads in jacked up trucks

far from the bars and smoky night clubs

we do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up

we got a hundred blue cans

sitting on ice in the back of my truck

george strait blaring in a chevrolet

we open up the doors wide and let it play

we do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up

this ol' truck hood makes a pretty good seat

got my feet on the bumper sipping on a drink

and not too long we'll take it down to the creek

the ice cold water will set you free

we do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up

we got a hundred blue cans

sitting on ice in the back of my truck

george strait blaring in a chevrolet

we open up the doors wide and let it play

we do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up

yeah my baby looks good in her little tank top

about 2 am we go sneaking off

we got a spot beneath a cottonwood tree

and she knows what she's gonna do to me

we do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up

we got a hundred blue cans

sitting on ice in the back of my truck

we do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up

we got a hundred blue cans

sitting on ice in the back of my pickup truck

george strait blaring in a chevrolet

we open up the doors wide and let it play

we do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up

yeah

we do it in a field

we do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up

we do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up

we do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up

we do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up