(Brew) White Lightning

Well, in North Carolina, way back in the hills

Lived my pappy and he had him a still

He brewed white lightning 'til the sun went down

And then he'd fill him a jug, an' pass it around

Mighty, mighty pleasin', you're pappy's corn squeezin'

Pssh! White Lightning

Yeah, the G-men, T-men, revenuers too

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew

They were lookin', tryin' to book him

But my pappy kept on cookin'

Mmm! White Lightning

Well, I asked my pappy why call it brew

White lightning, 'stead of mountain dew?

I took on sip and then I knew

As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue

Lightning started flashing, thunder started crashing

White Lightning

Yeah, the G-men, T-men, revenurers too

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew

They were lookin', tryin' to book him

But my pappy kept on cookin'

Ssh! White Lightning

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

"I think I want to taste that powerful stuff"

He took one slug and he drank it right down

And I heard him moanin' as he hit the ground

Mighty, mighty pleasin', you're pappy's corn squeezin'

White Lightning

Yeah, the G-men, T-men, revenuers too

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew

They were lookin', tryin' to book him

But my pappy kept on cookin'

White Lightning

White Lightning

White Lightning

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