Testo: Jones George. White Lightning.

well in North Carolina way back in the hills
lived my ol' pappy and he had him a still
he brewed white lightning till the sun went down
then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around
mighty mighty pleasing pappy's corn squezing
shhhhhhh "WHITE LIGHTNING"

chours

well the g-men t-men revenures to
searchin' for the place were he made his brew
they were lookin' tryn' to book him
ooooo "WHITE LIGHTNING"

i asked my ol' pappy why he called his brew
white lightning stead' of mountain dew
i took one sip and right away i knew as
my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue
lightning started flashin' thunder started crashing
oooooooo "WHITE LIGHTNING"

chours


well the g-men t-men revanures too searching
for the place were he made his brew
they were lookin' tryn' too book him
ooooooo "WHITE LIGHTNING"

well a city slicker came and he said
im tough i think i wanna taste that
powerfull stuff he took one swift slug
and he drank it right down and i
heard him moaning as he hit the ground
mighty mighty pleasin'your pappys corn squezin'
ooooooo "WHITE LIGHTNING"

chours

well the g-men t-men revanuers too
searchin' for the place were he made his brew
they were lookin' tryin' to book him but my
pappy kept a cookin' ooooooo "WHITE LIGHTNING"