White Lightnin’ Songtext
von Hank Williams, Jr.

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′

--- Instrumental ---

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′...