About the Song
George Jones, the undisputed Possum of country music, has a vast repertoire of hits. Among them, “White Lightning” stands out as a classic. Released in 1959, this song marked a turning point in Jones’ career, propelling him to stardom.
With its infectious rhythm and playful lyrics, “White Lightning” is a departure from the traditional country ballads Jones is often associated with. The song tells a humorous tale of moonshine and the thrill of the chase, showcasing a different side of the singer’s talent. Jones’ distinctive vocal style, filled with twang and emotion, perfectly captures the song’s energetic spirit.
Beyond the catchy melody and witty lyrics, “White Lightning” also serves as a testament to Jones’ versatility as an artist. It’s a reminder that even the most traditional country singers can experiment with different sounds and styles while maintaining their core appeal.
While not a deep or emotional track like some of Jones’ other hits, “White Lightning” is undeniably a crowd-pleaser. Its enduring popularity is a testament to the song’s ability to entertain and uplift listeners.
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Lyrics: White Lightning
Well in North 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
Then he’d fill 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
And my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue
Light has started flashin thunder started krashin (whew white lightnin)
Well the G men T men…
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 I heard him moanin’ as he hit the ground
Mighty mighty pleasin you’r pappy’s corn squeezin (whew white lightnin)
Well the G men T men.
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