White Lightnin' Lyrics - George Jones

Well, in North Carolina, way back in the hills 

Me and my old pappy had a hand in a still 

We brewed white lightnin' 'til the sun went down 

Then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around 

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

White lightnin' 

Well, the "G" men, "T" men, the revenuers, too 

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew 

They were looking, tryin' to book him 

But my pappy kept a-cookin' 

White lightnin' 

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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 

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

White lightnin' 

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

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew 

They were looking, tryin' to book him 

My pappy kept a-cookin' 

White lightnin' 

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

I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff 

He took one slug and drank it on down 

And I heard him a moaning as he hit the ground 

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

White lightnin' 

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

Were searchin' for the place where he made his brew 

They were looking, tryin' to book him 

My pappy kept a-cookin' 

White lightnin'