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PERFORMING ARTISTS
George Jones
George Jones
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J.P. Richardson
J.P. Richardson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Ahern
Brian Ahern
Producer
Chuck Ainlay
Chuck Ainlay
Recording Engineer
Donivan Cowart
Donivan Cowart
Recording Engineer
John Kelton
John Kelton
Mixing Engineer

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Well, in North Carolina way back in the hills Me and my old pappy and he had him a still He brewed white lightnin 'til the sun went down Then he'd fill him up a jug and he'd pass it around Mighty, mighty pleasin', my pappy's corn squeezin (whew, white lightnin) Well, the G-men, T-men, revenoers too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were lookin', tryin' to book him But my pappy kept on cookin' (whew, 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', thunder started clashin' (whew, white lightnin) Well, the G-men, T-men, revenoers too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were lookin', tryin' to book him But my pappy kept on cookin' (whew, white lightning) 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 And I heard him moanin' as he hit the ground Mighty, mighty, pleasin', you'r pappy's corn squeezin (whew, white lightnin) The G-men, T-men, revenoers too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were lookin', tryin' to book him But my pappy kept on cookin (whew, white lightning)
Writer(s): Joseph Elliott, Mutt Lange, Philip Kenneth Collen, Richard Savage Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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