Lyric White Lightning

In North Carolina way back in the hills
Lived my pappy and he had him a still
He brewed white lightning til the sun go down
Then he d get out a jug and pass it around


Mighty mighty pleasin
Poppa kept a-squeezin and called it
White Lightning


G-men, T-men, Revenue too
Searching for the place where he made his brew
They were lookin tryna book him
But my pappy kept a-cookin it
White Lightning


I asked my pappy why he called the brew
White Lightning s full of morning dew
Took one sip then I knew
When my eyes bulged out and my face turned blue


A city slicker came and said "I m mighty tough,
I wanna get a taste of the powerful stuff"
Took one slug and drank it right down
And I heard him moaning as he hit the ground

Shout!