She was my moonshine valentine
the prettiest girl in town
At least on that night she was
as I was swillin' that moonshine down.
It started off quiet and innocent like as she asked
Can I offer you a pour?
Well I said yes but I learned real fast
never accept booze from the girl next door.
I could tell right away that this girl was dim
with her hair like hay and a toothless grin
what got me were her jugs, one with the plug still in,
the other half-chugged, I said Hey give me a swig!
The shimmer of the stars glimmered in her eyes
and distracted me from why she should have worn a disguise.
She gave my thigh a rub and said I think Im in love"
I said "Any more hooch? Cause Im gonna need some.
So our story ends. You probably think that it's sad
that I got outta dodge and made the mad dash
or headed for the hills and ran for my life
but you're wrong, I made her my wife.
She was my moonshine valentine
the prettiest girl in town
At least on that night she was
as I was swillin' that moonshine down.

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