Well, in North Carolina way back in the hills

Me and my old pappy and he had him a still

He brewed white lightnin ′til the sun went downThen he'd fill him up a jug and he′d pass it around

Mighty, mighty pleasin', my pappy's corn squeezin (whew, white lightnin)

Well, the G-men, T-men, revenoers too

Searchin′ for the place where he made his brew

They were lookin′, tryin' to book him

But my pappy kept on cookin′ (whew, white lightnin)

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

As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue

Lightnin′ started flashin', thunder started clashin′ (whew, white lightnin)

Well, the G-men, T-men, revenoers too

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew

They were lookin', tryin′ to book him

But my pappy kept on cookin′ (whew, white lightning)

Well, a city slicker came and he said, "I'm tough"

I think I want to taste that powerful stuff

He took one slug and he drank it right down

And I heard him moanin′ as he hit the ground

Mighty, mighty, pleasin', you′r pappy's corn squeezin (whew, white lightnin)

The G-men, T-men, revenoers too

Searchin′ for the place where he made his brew

They were lookin', tryin' to book him

But my pappy kept on cookin (whew, white lightning)