White Lightning - George Jones Lyrics - Classic Country

Well in North Carolina, way back in the hills 

Me and my old pappy had a hand in a still 

We brewed white lightnin' 'til the sun went down 

Then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around 

Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy's corn squeezin' 

Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin' 

Chorus: 

Well the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers, too 

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew 

They were looking, tryin to book him, 

But my pappy kept a-cookin' 

Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin' 

--- Instrumental --- 

Well I asked my old pappy why he called his brew 

White lightnin' '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' and thunder started crashin' 

Shhhoooh . . . white lightnin' 

Chorus: 

Well the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers, too 

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew 

They were looking, 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 g-g-glug and drank it right down 

And I heard him a moaning as he hit the ground 

Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy's corn squeezin' 

Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin' 

Chorus: 

Well the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers, too 

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew 

They were looking, tryin to book him, 

but my pappy kept a-cookin' 

Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin'...