Well In North Carolina, Way Back In The Hills,

Lived My Pappy And He Had Him A Still.

He Brewed White Lightning 'till The Sun Went Down,

And Then He'd Fill Him A Jug, An' Pass It Around.

Mighty, Mighty Pleasin', You're Pappy's Corn Squeezin'

White Lightning



Yeah, The G-men, T-men, Revenurers Too,

Searchin' For The Place Where He Made His Brew.

They Were Lookin', Tryin' To Book Him,

But My Pappy Kept On Cookin'

White Lightning



Well I Asked My Pappy Why Call It Brew,

White Lightning, 'stead Of Mountain Dew.

I Took On Sip And Then I Knew,

As My Eyes Bugged Out And My Face Turned Blue.

Mighty, Mighty Pleasin', You're Pappy's Corn Squeezin'

White Lightning



Yeah, G-men, T-men, Revenuers Too,

Searchin' For The Place Where He Made His Brew.

They Were Lookin', Tryin' Book Him,

But My Pappy Kept On Cookin'

White Lightning



Well, A City Slicker Came, And Said "I'm Mighty 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', You're Pappy's Corn Squeezin'

White Lightning



Yeah, G-men, T-men, Revenuers Too,

Searchin' For The Place Where He Made His Brew.

They Were Lookin', Tryin' Book Him

But My Pappy Kept On Cookin'

White Lightning!