There’s a boy names Billy, from up there in vergin-y
He makes that lightning holler in them hills
He’s got a recipe handed down from his pappy
And a shinny fifty gallon copper still
There’s a boy name Jose makes the best guacamole
And the hottest hot tamales in the land
He knows how to grow habinaero
And he plays in a mariachi band
I’ll trade you 20 margerita’s for your moonshine
Cause I like to have a party all the time
I’ll trade you 20 margerita’s for your moonshine
Cause I hear that stuff can really blow your mind
When Jose met Billy, he was tequila crazy
And a honky tonk’in cowboy drunk on a moonlit stary night.
Hose said Billy we ought to have a par-tay and invite all the senoritas
And just watch that full moon shine
I’ll trade you 20 margerita’s for your moonshine
Cause I like to have a party all the time
I’ll trade you 20 margerita’s for your moonshine
Cause I hear that stuff can really blow your mind
Now Jose and Billy became best of buddies
And raised a lot of hell around the world
But they’ll never drink and drive, because they want to stay alive
And have time to gets all the lovely girls
I’ll trade you 20 margerita’s for your moonshine
Cause I like to have a party all the time
I’ll trade you 20 margerita’s for your moonshine
Cause I hear that stuff can really blow your mind