George Jones - White Lightning (v2) lyrics

(J.P. Richardson) Well, down in Houston Texas way back in the hills Lived my old pappy and he had him a still He brewed white lightning till the sun went down He fill him a jug and he pa** it around Mighty, mighty pleasin' pappy's corn squeezin' (whew, white lightning.) Well, the G men, T men, revenoers too Searching for the place where he made his brew They were lookin', tryin' to book him But my pappy kept on cookin' (Whew, white lightning.) --- 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 My eyes bugged out and my face turned blue Light was started flashin', sun was gonna clashin' (whew, white lightning.) Well the G men, T men, revenoers too Searching for the place where he made his brew They were lookin', tryin' to book him But my pappy kept on cookin' (Whew, white lightning.) --- Instrumental --- Well, a city slicker came and he said I'm tough I think I'm gonna taste that powerful stuff He took one slug and he drank it on down I heard him moanin' as he hit the ground Mighty, mighty pleasing' my pappy's corn squeezin' (whew, white lightning.) Well the G men, T men, revenoers too Searching for the place where he made his brew They were lookin', tryin' to book him But my pappy kept on cookin' (Whew, white lightning.)