Released on January 1959

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[Verse 1]

Well, in North 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 he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around

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

Whshhhoooh... white lightnin'


[Chorus]

Well, the G men, T men, revenuers too

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew

They were lookin', tryin' to book him

But my pappy kept on cookin'

Whshhhoooh... white lightnin'


[Verse 2]

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

Lightnin' started flashin', thunder started clashin'

Whshhhoooh... white lightnin'


[Chorus]

Well, the G men, T men, revenuers too

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew

They were lookin', tryin' to book him

But my pappy kept on cookin'

Whshhhoooh... white lightnin'


[Verse 3]

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

I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff"

He took one s-slug and he drank it right down

And I heard him a-moanin' as he hit the ground

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

Whshhhoooh... white lightnin'


[Chorus]

The G men, T men, revenuers too

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew

They were lookin', tryin' to book him

But my pappy kept a-cookin'

Whshhhoooh... white lightnin'