Well in North Carolina way back in the hills me

And my old pappy and he had him a still

He brewed white lightning till the sun went down

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

Mighty mighty pleasing my pappy's corn squeezing

Well the G men T men revenoers to

Searching for the place where he made his brew

They were looking trying to book him but my pappy kept on cooking

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 krashing

Well the G men T men revenoers to

Searching for the place where he made his brew

They were looking trying to book him but my pappy kept on cooking

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 moaning as he hit the ground

Mighty mighty pleasing your pappy's corn squeezing

Well the G men T menrevenoers to

Searching for the place where he made his brew

They were looking trying to book him but my pappy kept on cooking