Waylon Jennings - White lightnin' lyrics

Well, in North Carolina, way back in the hills Lived my old pappy and he had him a still He brewed white lightning until the sun went down And then he'd fill him a jug And he'd pa** it around Mighty, mighty pleasin' You're pappy's corn squeezin' White lightning Yeah, the G-Men, T-Men, revenuers too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were lookin', tryin' to book him White lightning Well, I asked my old pappy Why he called his brew White lightning instead 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' White lightning Yeah, the G-Men, T-Men, revenuers too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were lookin', tryin' to book him But my pappy kept on cookin' White lightning Well, a city slicker came And he said, "I'm tough I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff" He took one slug and he drink it right down And I heard him moanin' as he hit the ground Mighty, mighty pleasin' You're pappy's corn squeezin' White lightning Yeah, the G-Men, T-Men, revenuers too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were lookin', tryin' to book him But my pappy kept on cookin'