White Lightnin'

(Written by S. Wooley) 



Well in North Carolina, way back in the hills

Lived my old pappy and he had him a still

He 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'



(Chorus)

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'

Mmmm . . . 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

Thunder started crashin', lightnin' started flashin...

Mmmmm . . . white lightnin'



(Repeat chorus)



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

I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff

He took one slug and drank it on down

And I heard him a moanin' as he hit the ground

Thunder started crashin', lightnin started flashin

Mmmmm.... white lightnin'



(repeat chorus)