White Lightnin'

Written by J.P. Richardson "The Big Bopper"

Performed by George Jones

Well, in North Carolina, way back in the hills
Me and my old pappy, and he had him a still
We brewed white lightnin' 'til 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'

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 a-cookin'
Whshhhoooh... white lightnin'

Well, I asked my old pappy why he called his brew
White lightinin’ ‘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'

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 a-cookin'
Whshhhoooh... white lightnin'

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'

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'