Roy Clark - White Lightning 1969

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  • Опубликовано: 8 фев 2025
  • Roy Clark White Lightning Live Video 1969
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    George Jones White Lightning Lyrics
    Well, in the North of Carolina, way back in the hills
    Me and my old pappy and he had him a still
    He brewed white lightnin’ till the sun went down
    And then you’d fill him a jug and he’d pass it around
    Mighty, mighty pleasin’, pappy’s corn squeezin’
    Ssh, white lightning
    Well, the “G” men, “T” men, revenuers, too
    Searchin’ for the place where he made his brew
    They were looking, tryin to book him, but my pappy kept on cookin’
    Phoo, white lightning
    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
    As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue
    Lightning started flashin’, thunder started clashin’
    Fshhh, white lightnin’
    Well, the “G” men, “T” men, revenuers, too
    Searchin’ for the place where he made his brew
    They were looking, tryin to book him but my pappy kept on cookin’
    Whshh, 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 s-slug and drank it right down
    And I heard him a-moaning as he hit the ground
    Mighty, mighty pleasin’, your pappy’s corn squeezin’
    Sshoo, white lightning
    The “G” men, “T” men, revenuers, too
    Searchin’ for the place where he made his brew
    They were looking, tryin’ to book him but my pappy kept on cookin’
    Sshoo, white lightning

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