White Lighting

Intro: #1. In North Carolina, way back in the hills, there lived my Pappy and he had him a still. He brewed white lightning till the sun was down, and then he'd fill him a jug, and pass it around. Mighty, mighty pleasin', my Pappy's corn squeezin'.. whew, white Lightning. G-men, T-men, Revenurers too, searchin' for the place where he made his brew. They were lookin', tryin' to book him, But my Pappy kept on cookin'..white Lightning. INTERLUDE: #2. I asked my Pappy why he called his brew.. white lightning, instead of mountain dew. I took one sip and then I knew, as my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue. Lightnin' started flashin', thunder started clashin' wsssshhhh..white Lightning. G-men, T-men, Revenurers too, searchin' for the place where he made his brew. They were lookin', tryin' to book him, But my Pappy kept on cookin'..wsssshhh..white Lightning. INTERLUDE: #3. A city slicker came, and said, "I'm tough.. I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff.' He took one slug and he drank it right down, and I heard him a-moanin' as he hit the ground.. 'Mighty, mighty, pleasin', your Pappy's corn squeezin'.. wssssshhhh..White Lightning. G-men, T-men, Revenurers too, searchin' for the place where he made his brew. They were lookin', tryin' to book him, But my Pappy kept on cookin'..wsssshh..white Lightning.