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!
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!
Other albums by the artist
Morninng Has Broken
2000 · album
Gloria, An Acoustic Guitar Christmas
1995 · album
Saturday Morning
2016 · album
The Field
2015 · single
A Guitar Valentine
2010 · album
Guitarra De Paz
2008 · album
Classical Guitar Latin Style
2008 · album
Beatles: Guitar Instrumentals
2007 · album
The Troubadour's Table
2006 · album
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