White Lightnin'

Well, in Houston Texas, 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'
 (White lightnin')
 Well, the "G" men, "T" men, the revenuers, too
 Searchin' for the place where he made his brew
 They were looking, tryin' to book him
 But my pappy kept a-cookin'
 (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
 Lightnin' started flashin' thunder started clashin' my goodness
 (White lightnin')
 Yeah, the "G" men, "T" men, the revenuers, too
 Searchin' for the place where he made his brew
 They were looking, tryin' to book him
 My pappy kept a-cookin'
 (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 moaning as he hit the ground
 Mighty, mighty pleasin', pappy's corn squeezin'
 (White lightnin')
 Yeah, the "G" men, "T" men, the revenuers, too
 Searchin' for the place where he made his brew
 They were looking, tryin' to book him
 My pappy kept a-cookin'
 (White lightnin')