he brewed white lightning till the sun went down then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around mighty mighty pleasing pappy's corn squezing shhhhhhh "WHITE LIGHTNING
still We brewed white lightnin' 'til the sun went down Then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around Mighty, mighty pleasin', pappy's corn squeezin' Shh, white
still We brewed white lightnin' 'til the sun went down Then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy's corn squeezin' Whshhhoooh . . . white
Tulkojums: Jones, George. White Lightning.
a still We brewed white lightnin' 'til the sun went down Then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy's corn squeezin' Whshhhoooh . . . white
a still We brewed white lightnin' 'til the sun went down Then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around Mighty, mighty pleasin', pappy's corn squeezin' White
call To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt of lightning Striking you down 'cause you're fronting
Show 'em what you've got, make them all believers For God sake boy, tip your hat to the teacher Ernest Tubb - Waltz Across Texas; George Jones - White Lightning
march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt of lightning Striking you down cause you're fronting A dead
