paroles de chanson White Lightning - George Jones

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)