Moonshiner - to the tune of Moonshadow by Cat Stevens

Oh, Im gonna grow up and be a moonshiner,
moonshiner, moonshiner,
selling that brew oh Im a moonshiner,
moonshiner, moonshiner

Stirrin’ up that bathtub gin, oh no! The cops
don’t let them in,
I can’t afford to go to jail oh if....
I go it could affect my sales.
Livin in a van by the river,
so cold at night that I shiver,
just take a gulp it’ll numb the cold oh if.... you do you’ll shiver no more

Oh, Im gonna grow up and be a moonshiner,
moonshiner, moonshiner,
selling that brew oh Im a moonshiner,
moonshiner, moonshiner

fill those jugs with that sweet stuff,
you know you’ll never have enough,
if you buy it I’ll get rich, oh if....
You do I might not have to work no more
My husband is a lazy ass,
a scummy piece of trailer trash
got twentyfive kids in this van
might have another oh man, oh if...
. I do we’ll be so screwed...

Do you wanna buy some moonshine? I ask everyone that comes by..
Do you wanna buy some moonshine? It sure as hell beats wine.

Oh, Im gonna grow up and be a moonshiner,
moonshiner, moonshiner,
selling that brew oh Im a moonshiner,
moonshiner, moonshiner