Moonshine

Them Texas boys, they like their Mickey Gilley
Yeah and they been known to get plum hillbilly
One ol' cowboy, you know he threaten to kill me
So all night long we played Waylon and Willie
We was just lookin' for a little fun
When it comes to trouble, we don’t want for none
We carry guitars and a couple of guns
And we sing our songs till the morning comes
Well my baby
Yeah, she crazy
She’s my moonshine
Yeah, my baby
Yeah, she crazy
But she’s my moonshine
Them south-side boys, you know they thought they could take us
Now they buried deep somewhere down round Pecos
Border patrol never gave no hassle
'Cause I’m the King of Texas, Saint of El Paso
We was just lookin' for a little fun
When it comes to trouble, we don’t want for none
We carry guitars and a couple of guns
And we sing our songs till the morning comes
Well my baby
Yeah, she crazy
She’s my moonshine
Yeah, my baby
Yeah, she crazy
But she’s my moonshine
Yeah, my baby
My sweet baby
She’s my moonshine
Yeah, my baby
Lord, she crazy
She’s my moonshine
Well my baby
Yeah, she crazy
She’s my moonshine
Yeah, my baby
Yeah, she crazy
But she’s my moonshine
Well my baby
Yeah, she crazy
She’s my moonshine
Yeah, my baby
Yeah, she crazy
But she’s my moonshine