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Moonshine On Me
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moonshine Bandits
Moonshine Bandits
Performer
Danny Boone
Danny Boone
Performer
Jeff Beemish
Jeff Beemish
Guitar
Mark Davis
Mark Davis
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dusty Dahlgren
Dusty Dahlgren
Songwriter
Brett Brooks
Brett Brooks
Songwriter
Danny Alexander
Danny Alexander
Songwriter
Jason Esdale
Jason Esdale
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe Conner
Joe Conner
Producer
Mark Davis
Mark Davis
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I breath better in a smoke filled room I sleep better in the afternoon When I go home it's a motel room Moonshine on me, moonshine on you I breath better in a smoke filled room I sleep better in the afternoon When I go home it's a motel room Moonshine on me, moonshine on you I roamed away from home to make it known the microphone skills shine like the dawn, still the night brings a cold chill The moon's full as Boone pulls up to a 'dingy dive bar' A place even the waitresses face has got an eye scar Fleetwood Mac on the jukebox on a slow night, Lady behind the bar got a pack of Marlboro lights Rolled up in her sleeves stocking the cooler I park it on the stool She said: what you need? I say: what you got? Said make it a jack and coke She said: ok and where you staying? I said: I'm laying my head across the street at the Holiday Inn And I asked what time they close She said: you can stay till the am Said: ain't you Danny Boone the man who rocks the planet Bet your pen sign more titties than I balls saw Janet's I said: Damn it! Why don't we get out of this bar- Grab a bottle, she dropped her apron said I'll meet you at the car She stepped out in the moon shine looking like a star I breath better in a smoke filled room I sleep better in the afternoon When I go home it's a motel room Moonshine on me, moonshine on you I breath better in a smoke filled room I sleep better in the afternoon When I go home it's a motel room Moonshine on me, moonshine on you I love my smoke filled rooms, dive bar saloons I love the ladies undergarments on the knotty pine roof I've never liked the last call, my happy hours at noon I drink my jack out the bottle like a bottle of Boones Hey lady with the broom, can you play some Johnny cash? Here's a couple dollars for you, for your coaster and glass She wiped the dust of the bottle gave me single barell mass Said I sip my liquor quicker then your cigarette will last I hit the bathroom stall, names upon the wall Conversation with my alcohol seem to be long I contemplating taking time to give my lady a call Or I'm chasing down the devil with my latest jagerbomb I told my broad I'm on a drinking binge, I'm at it again Cause I love the way she tastes I love the squeak of the hinge So when the brass doors open and the smoke seeps in I hit the bed with my bottle, you can bet we sleeping in 'cause I breath better in a smoke filled room I sleep better in the afternoon When I go home it's a motel room Moonshine on me, moonshine on you I breath better in a smoke filled room I sleep better in the afternoon When I go home it's a motel room Moonshine on me, moonshine on you I love that kinda place where the neon lights Chase away all the problems that we all face When I'm parkin on a stool I get the kinda feeling, Take a sip, look up, see dollar bills on the ceiling Hear the crack of a cue ball breaking a rack Hear a group full of friends laughing in the back Then it hits me like a brick as I wash one down This the kinda bar that reminds me of my town If these walls could talk I know they'd say the same thing Watch us grow up and how we all had to change And my 21st, drink all them shots together I remember how you said that we'd always last forever Well that didn't work, babe, and I couldn't breath It gave me shelter from the storm when I was in need So I'm a light a cigarette and give you one more minute Take another shot of beam when I'm finished reminiscing 'Cause I I breath better in a smoke filled room I sleep better in the afternoon When I go home it's a motel room Moonshine on me, moonshine on you I breath better in a smoke filled room I sleep better in the afternoon When I go home it's a motel room Moonshine on me, moonshine on you
Writer(s): Dusty Dahlgren, Brett Brooks, Danny Alexander, Jason Esdale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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