White Lightning - George Jones
Written by：Richardson
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
