White Lightnin’

Well in North Carolina, way back in the hills
Me and my old pappy had a hand in a still
We brewed white lightnin' 'til
The sun went down then he'd fill him a jug
And he'd pass it around

Mighty, mighty pleasin'
Pappy's corn squeezin'
Whshhhoooh, white lightnin'

Well the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers too
Searchin' for the place where
He made his brew
They were looking, tryin to book him
But my pappy kept a-cookin'
Whshhhoooh, white lightnin'

Well I asked my old pappy
Why he called his brew
White lightnin' 'stead of mountain dew
I took a little sip and right away I knew
As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue

Lightnin' started flashin'
Thunder started crashin'
Shhhoooh, white lightnin'

Well the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers too
Searchin' for the place where
He made his brew
They were looking, tryin to book him
But my pappy kept a-cookin'
Whshhhoooh, white lightnin'

Well a city slicker came and
He said "I'm tough"
I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff
He took one glug and drank it right down
And I heard him a moaning
As he hit the ground

Mighty, mighty pleasin
Pappy's corn squeezin'
Whshhhoooh, white lightnin'

Well the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers too
Searchin' for the place where
He made his brew
They were looking, tryin to book him
But my pappy kept a-cookin'
Whshhhoooh, white lightnin'