White Lightning - Live, Hammersmith Palais, 1 April 2007

In North Carolina way back in the hills
 Lived my pappy and he had him a still
 He brewed white lightning 'til the sun go down
 Then he'd get out a jug and pass it around
 Mighty mighty pleasin'
 Poppa kept a-squeezin' and called it
 White Lightning
 G-men, T-men, Revenue too
 Searching for the place where he made his brew
 They were lookin' tryna book him
 But my pappy kept a-cookin' it
 White Lightning
 I asked my pappy why he called the brew
 White Lightning's full of morning dew
 Took one sip then I knew
 When my eyes bulged out and my face turned blue
 A city slicker came and said "I'm mighty tough,
 I wanna get a taste of the powerful stuff"
 Took one slug and drank it right down
 And I heard him moaning as he hit the ground
 Shout!