Well in North Carolina, way back in the hills Lived my old pappy and he had him a still He 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'
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 Thunder started flashin', lightnin' started clashin'... 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 slug and drank it on down And I heard him a moanin' as he hit the ground Thunder started flashin', lightnin started clashin' Mmmmm.... White lightnin'