Written by: The Big Bopper
#1 Mar '59 Country
#73 May '59 Hot 100

Well in North-a Carolina
Way back in the hills
Me and my old pappy
And he had him a still

He brewed white lightning
Til the sun went down
And then he'd fill him a jug
And he'd pass it around

Mighty mighty pleasin'
Pappy's corn squeezin's
White lightning

Well the G-men, T-men, revenuers too
Searching for the place where he made his brew
They were lookin'
Tryin to book him
But my pappy kept on cookin'

Oh, white lightning

Well I asked my ol pappy why he called his brew
White lightning instead of Mountain Dew
I took a lil slip and right away I knew
As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue
Lightning started flashing
Thunder started clashing

Well the G-men, T-men, revenuers too
Searching for the place where he made his brew
They were lookin'
Tryin to book him
But my pappy kept on cookin'

White lightning

Well a city slicker came and he said 'I'm tough.
I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff.'
He took onceler's look
And he drank it right down
And I heard him a moanin' as he hit the ground

Mighty mighty pleasin'
Pappy's corn squeezin's
White lightning

Well the G-men, T-men, revenuers too
Searching for the place where he made his brew
They were lookin'
Tryin to book him
But my pappy kept on cookin'

White lightning

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