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'