White Lightning (v1) — текст песни (George Jones)

White Lightning (v1)
(J.P. Richardson)

Well, in North Carolina way back in the hills
Lived my old pappy and he had him a still
He brewed white lightning till the sun went down
And then he filled him a jug and he pass it around
Mighty mighty pleasing my pappy`s corn squeezing
(Whew, white lightning.)

Well, the G men, T men

--- 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
And my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue.
Light has started flashing
Thunder started splashing
(Whew, white lightning.)

Well the G men, T men, revenoers too
Searchin` for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, tryin` to book him
But my pappy kept on cooking
(Whew, white lightning.)

--- Instrumental ---

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
I heard him moanin` as he hit the ground.
Mighty, mighty pleasing
My pappy`s corn squeezing
(Whew, white lightning.)

Well the G men, T men, revenoers too
Searchin` for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, tryin` to book him
But my pappy kept on cooking
(Whew, white lightning...)