George Jones - White Lightning (v3) lyrics

(J.P. Richardson) George Jones & Mark Knopfler Well, in North Carolina 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'd fill him a jug and he pa** it around Mighty mighty pleasing pappy's corn squeezing (Whew white lightning) Well the G men, T men, revenoers too Searching for the place where he made his brew They were looking, tryin' to book him But my pappy kept on cooking (Whew, white lightning.) --- Instrumental --- Well, a city slicker came and he said I'm tough I think I'd like to taste that powerful stuff He took one slug and he drank it right down I heard him moanin' as he hit the ground Mighty, mighty pleasing my pappy's corn squeezing (Whew, white lightning.) Well, I asked my old pappy why he called his brew White lightning stead of mountain dew I took a little sip and right away I knew My eyes bugged out and my face turned blue Light has startef flashing, thunder started crashing (Whew, white lightning.) Well the G men, T men. revenoers too Searching for the place where he made his brew They were looking, tryin' to book him But my pappy kept on cooking (Whew, white lightning.) --- Instrumental --- Well, a city slicker came and he said I'm tough I think I'd like to taste that powerful stuff He took one slug and he drank it right down I heard him moanin' as he hit the ground Mighty, mighty pleasing my pappy's corn squeezing (Whew, white lightning.) Well the G men, T men, revenoers too Searching for the place where he made his brew They were looking, tryin' to book him But my pappy kept on cooking (Whew, white lightning.) --- Instrumental to fade ---