the big bopper
white lightnin'
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 lightning  [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 cookin' Whshhhoooh... white lightning  Well I asked my old pappy why he called his brew White lightning 'stead of mountain dew I took a little sip and right away I knew As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue Lightning 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 lightning  Well a city slicker came and he said "I'm tough" I think I want to 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 lightning  [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 cookin' Whshhhoooh... white lightning...