White Lightnin'   (Written by S. Wooley)       Well in North Carolina, way back in the hills   Lived my old pappy and he had him a still   He brewed white lightnin' 'til the sun went down   Then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around   Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy's corn squeezin'   Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin'      (Chorus)   Well the "G" men "T" men revenuers, too   Searchin' for the place where he made his brew   They were looking, tryin to book him,   but my pappy kept a-cookin'   Whshhhoooh . . . 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   Thunder started flashin', lightnin' started clashin'...   Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin'      (Repeat chorus)      Well a city slicker came and he said "I'm tough"   I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff   He took one slug and drank it on down   And I heard him a moanin' as he hit the ground   Thunder started flashin', lightnin started clashin'   Mmmmm.... white lightnin'      (repeat chorus)