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White
(Written by S. Wooley)

Well in Carolina, way back in the hills
my old pappy and he had him a still
He brewed white lightnin' the sun went down
Then he'd fill him a jug and pass it around
Mighty, mighty pleasin, corn squeezin'
Whshhhoooh . . . lightnin'

(Chorus)
the "G" men "T" men revenuers, too
Searchin' for the place where he his brew
They were looking, tryin to him,
but my kept a-cookin'
. . . white lightnin'

Well I asked my old pappy why he called his
White lightnin' 'stead of dew
I took a little sip and right I knew
As my eyes bugged out and my face blue
Thunder flashin', lightnin' started clashin'...
Whshhhoooh . . . lightnin'

(Repeat chorus)

Well a city slicker came and he "I'm tough"
I think I wanna taste that stuff
He one slug and drank it on down
And I heard him a as he hit the ground
Thunder flashin', lightnin started clashin'
Mmmmm.... white

(repeat chorus)