Moonshine - Dennis Wilson

Who made my moonshine intoxicate me?

Who, who made me cry?

Like the end of a beautiful play

Holds and tickles and hugs out the night

Hold her hard and started to cry

The audience thought they would die

It was you who said there won’t be tomorrow

You said you love me now in another way

Oh, in another way

Na na na na na na na na na

Na na na na na na na na na

Na na na na na na na na na

Na na na na na na na na na

It was you who said there won’t be tomorrow

You said you love me now in another way

Oh, in another way

Gone gone away gone gone away

Gone gone away gone gone away

Gone gone away gone gone away

Gone gone away gone gone away