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
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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
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White Lightning
White Lightning
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White Lightning