Fallin' stars fall to the ground
Floors are flat and the moon is brown
Grass is green and skies are blue
And girl, I got a thing for you
Old trucks rattle down gravel roads
Rivers wind and the north wind blows
Rain drops fall on old tin roofs
And girl, I got a thing for you
Dreamers dream and wishers wish Talkers talk and fishers fish
Sun sets in the west each day Don't ask me why it goes that way
The old cowboys ain't got much to
say Christmas comes on Christmas Day
And I guess what I'm getting to
Is girl, I got a thing for you
Farmers farm and painters paint
God is good and the devil ain't
Summer's hot and sidewalks crack Don't ask me why it goes like that
Now slide on over next to me
Let me kiss those pretty red lips so sweet
And get lost in your eyes of blue Cause girl,
I got a thing for you
When it comes to you, girl, I'm a fool
Cause I got a thing
for you