White Lightning Songtext
von Waco Brothers
White Lightning Songtext
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'
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′
I asked my old pappy why he called his brew
White lightnin' 'stead of mountain dew
I took a little swig and right away I knew
As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue
Lightnin′ started flashin′, thunder started clashin'
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'
A city slicker came and he said "I'm tough
I think I wanna try that powerful stuff"
He took one slug and then he went right down
And I heard him 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'
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'
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′
I asked my old pappy why he called his brew
White lightnin' 'stead of mountain dew
I took a little swig and right away I knew
As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue
Lightnin′ started flashin′, thunder started clashin'
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'
A city slicker came and he said "I'm tough
I think I wanna try that powerful stuff"
He took one slug and then he went right down
And I heard him 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'
Writer(s): James Brown, Charles A. Bobbit, Fred Wesley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com