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 Hell-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
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