Luyện nghe bài hát White Lightning

Well, in the North of Carolina, way in the hills
Me and my old pappy and he had him a
He white lightnin' till the sun went down
And then you'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it
Mighty, mighty pleasin', pappy's corn
Ssh, white

Well, the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers, too
for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, tryin to book him, but my kept on cookin'
Phoo, white

Well, I asked my old pappy why he his brew
White 'stead of mountain dew
I took a little sip and away I knew
As my eyes bugged out and my turned blue
started flashin', thunder started clashin'
Fshhh, lightnin'

Well, the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers, too
Searchin' for the place where he made his
They were looking, tryin to book him but my pappy kept on
Whshh, lightning

Well, a city came and he said "I'm tough"
I think I want to taste that stuff
He took one and drank it right down
And I heard him as he hit the ground
Mighty, mighty pleasin', your pappy's corn
Sshoo, white

The "G" men, "T" men, revenuers, too
for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, tryin' to him but my pappy kept on cookin'
Sshoo, white