Jake Owen - Apple pie moonshine

Well, I a- ^Gpologized when I picked her up, said ^D/F#this old truck is just a fixer up She ^Emsmiled and said hey that's ok, just a ^Ccouple letters missing from the ^DChevrolet I pulled ^Gout of her country club neighborhood, she was ^D/F#over there looking so damn good And I was ^Emfeeling every bit of my side of the tracks, but ^Cshe took care of that

When she ^Dpulled out that ^Gmoonshine tasted like an ^Dapple pie We were ^Amwishing and kissing and sipping that ^Bmstuff, ^Csho' nuff messing me up Till I ^Dcouldn't tell the ^Gmoonlight from the ^Dm7stars in her eyes I never felt ^Amso fine, caught up in a ^Cgood time between ^Dher and that apple pie ^Gmoonshine

Well we were ^Gdancing around in the high beams, her ^D/F#hands in the back pockets of my jeans The ^Emradio playing the perfect song, I still ^Cthink about her every time the ^Dthing comes on And I ^Gnever forget that first kiss when a ^D/F#country boy got to hold a real princess I can ^Emstill taste the cinnamon on her lips, every ^Ctime I reminisce

It's ^Dsweeter than ^Gmoonshine tasting like an ^Dapple pie We were ^Amwishing and kissing and sipping that ^Bmstuff, ^Csho' nuff messing me up Till I ^Dcouldn't tell the ^Gmoonlight from the ^Dm7stars in her eyes I never felt ^Amso fine, caught up in a ^Cgood time between ^Dher and that apple pie ^Gmoonshine

Yeah, I ^Dcouldn't tell the ^Gmoonlight from the ^Dm7stars in her eyes I never felt ^Amso fine, caught up in a ^Cgood time between ^Dher and that apple pie ^Gmo^D/F#onshine Apple pie ^Emmoo^Fnshine ^C