(J.P. Richardson)      (Whew whay soway) white lightning      --- Instrumental ---      In the Arkansas mountains way back in the hills   Lived my old pappy we had us a still   We brewed white lightning till the sun went down   And we take out a jug and we pass it around   Mighty, mighty pleasin', my pappy's corn squeezin'   (Whew whay soway) white lightning.      --- Instrumental ---      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)   Lightning started splashin', thunder started crashin'   (Whew whay soway) white lightning.      --- Instrumental ---      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 whay soway) white lightning.      --- Instrumental ---      Well, a city slicker came and he said I'm tough   I gotta have a drink of that powerful stuff   He took one drink and he slug it right down   And I heard him a moanin' as he hit the ground   Mighty, mighty pleasin', your pappy's corn squeezin'   (Whew whay soway) white lightning.      --- Instrumental ---      Well the G men, T men...