Diamond In My Pocket

Saturday night and the moon is out

Just a-shinin' over top of the pines

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

Gonna take her on a midnight ride

Down them backroads

Winding up at a-Kickapoo Creek

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

Baby, there's a shooting star

That one's for me and you

So, hold me tigh and make that wish

And pray that it comes true

Now 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 worried 'bout?

Never gonna be a more perfect time

'Cause 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

And 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 porch

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

And I ain't sure of much

But this I know

Well, 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