Well, in North Carolina way back in the hills
Me and my old pappy and he had him a still
He brewed white lightnin ′til the sun went downThen he'd fill him up a jug and he′d pass it around
Mighty, mighty pleasin', my pappy's corn squeezin (whew, white lightnin)
Well, the G-men, T-men, revenoers too
Searchin′ for the place where he made his brew
They were lookin′, tryin' to book him
But my pappy kept on cookin′ (whew, 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
Lightnin′ started flashin', thunder started clashin′ (whew, white lightnin)
Well, the G-men, T-men, revenoers too
Searchin' for the place where he made his brew
They were lookin', tryin′ to book him
But my pappy kept on cookin′ (whew, white lightning)
Well, a city slicker came and he 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′r pappy's corn squeezin (whew, white lightnin)
The G-men, T-men, revenoers too
Searchin′ for the place where he made his brew
They were lookin', tryin' to book him
But my pappy kept on cookin (whew, white lightning)
