White Lightning (v1)

White Lightning (v1)

(J.P. Richardson)



Well, in North Carolina way back in the hills

Lived my old pappy and he had him a still

He brewed white lightning till the sun went down

And then he filled him a jug and he pass it around

Mighty mighty pleasing my pappy's corn squeezing

(Whew, white lightning.)



Well, the G men, T men



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Well, I asked my old pappy why he called his brew

White lightning stead of mountain dew

I took a little sip and right away I knew

And my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue.

Light has started flashing

Thunder started splashing

(Whew, white lightning.)



Well the G men, T men, revenoers too

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew

They were looking, tryin' to book him

But my pappy kept on cooking

(Whew, white lightning.)



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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

I heard him moanin' as he hit the ground.

Mighty, mighty pleasing

My pappy's corn squeezing

(Whew, white lightning.)



Well the G men, T men, revenoers too

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew

They were looking, tryin' to book him

But my pappy kept on cooking

(Whew, white lightning...)