Well in North Carolina way back in the hills

Me and my old pappy had a hand in a still

He brewed white lightnin' till the sun went down

Then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around

Mighty mighty pleasing pappy's corn squeezin'

Whshhhoooh white lightnin'

Well the Gmen T men revenuers too

Searchin' for the place where he made his brew

They were looking trying 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

Lightnin' started flashin' and thunder started crashin'

Wshhhoooh white lightnin'

Well the Gmen T men revenuers too