Moonshine - Texas Hippie Coalition

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