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 ♪ White Lightning