White Lightning Lyrics - Singles - Jones George

Well, in the North of Carolina, way back in the hills 

Me and my old pappy and he had him a still 

He brewed white lightnin' till the sun went down 

And then you'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around 

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

Ssh, white lightning 

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

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew 

They were looking, tryin to book him, but my pappy kept on cookin' 

Phoo, white lightning 

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 

As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue 

Lightning started flashin', thunder started clashin' 

Fshhh, white lightnin' 

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

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew 

They were looking, tryin to book him but my pappy kept on cookin' 

Whshh, 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 s-slug and drank it right down 

And I heard him a-moaning as he hit the ground 

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

Sshoo, white lightning 

The "G" men, "T" men, revenuers, too 

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew 

They were looking, tryin' to book him but my pappy kept on cookin' 

Sshoo, white lightning