White Lightning Cherokee Waylon Jennings
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[Verse 1]
Well, in North Carolina, way back in the hills
Lived my old pappy and he had him a still
He brewed white lightning until the sun went down
And then he'd fill him a jug
And he'd pass it around
Mighty, mighty pleasing
You're pappy's corn squeezing
White lightning
[Chorus]
Yeah, the G-Men, T-Men, revenuers too
Searching for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, trying to book him
White lightning
[Verse 2]
Well, I asked my old pappy
Why he called his brew
White lightning instead of mountain dew
I took a little sip and right away I knew
As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue
Lightning started flashing
Thunder started clashing
White lightning
Well, in North Carolina, way back in the hills
Lived my old pappy and he had him a still
He brewed white lightning until the sun went down
And then he'd fill him a jug
And he'd pass it around
Mighty, mighty pleasing
You're pappy's corn squeezing
White lightning
[Chorus]
Yeah, the G-Men, T-Men, revenuers too
Searching for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, trying to book him
White lightning
[Verse 2]
Well, I asked my old pappy
Why he called his brew
White lightning instead of mountain dew
I took a little sip and right away I knew
As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue
Lightning started flashing
Thunder started clashing
White lightning
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