Up in North Carolina way back in the hills

Lived my old pappy and he had him a still

He brewed white lightning till the sun went down

He fill him a jug and he pass it around

Mighty, mighty pleasing, pappy's corn squeezing

(Whew Lord, white lightning.)



Well, the G men T men revenoers too

Searching for the place where he made his brew

They were looking kinda book him but my pappy kept on cooking

(Uh huh, white lightning.)



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Well, I asked my old pappy why he called his brew

White lightning stead of mountain dew

I took a little sip and right away I knew

That my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue

Lightning started flashing sun started blushing

(Uh huh, white lightning.)



Well the G men T men revenoers too

Searching for the place where he made his brew

They were looking kinda book him but my pappy kept on cooking

(Uh huh, white lightning.)



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Well, a city slicker came and he said I'm tough

I think I'd like to taste that powerful stuff

Took one slug and he drank it right down

I heard him moanin' as he hit the ground

Mighty, mighty pleasing, my pappy's corn squeezing

(Whew, white lightning.)



Well, the G men T men revenoers too

Searching for the place where he made his brew

They were looking kinda book him but my pappy kept on cooking

(Uh huh, white lightning...)