Lyrics:

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 down to 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 canebrake rattler
Nothing's gonna save me now
Might as well jump in head first; lay it all on the line
What am I worrying about never gonna be a more perfect time
Cause baby, there's a shooting star
That was for me and you
So, hold me tight, and 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
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 porchhhhhh
Baby, there's a shooting star
That was for me and you
So, hold me tight, and 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