Diamond In My Pocket

Saturday night and the moon is out

Just a-shinin' over top of the pines

I'm headin' on down to my baby's house

Gonna take her on a midnight ride

Down them backroads windin' off at Kickapoo Creek

Dancin' and singin' to some good ol' boys like me

Well, 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

Now I ain't sure of much

But this I know

I've got a diamond in my pocket and my baby's got a heart of gold

I brought along a little courage

And a Coleman cooler just to help me out

My hands are shakin' like a canebrake rider

Nothin's gonna save me now

Might as well jump in headfirst, lay it all on the line

What am I worried 'bout?

Never gonna be a more perfect time

Well, 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

Now I ain't sure of much

But this I know

I've 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 singin' to the radio

And we got our tickets on the very front row

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

Now I ain't sure of much

But this I know

I've got a diamond in my pocket and my baby's got a heart of gold

I've got a diamond in my pocket and my baby's got a heart of gold

My baby's got a heart of gold