White Lightning

Down in the bayou where the black water creeps

Under the cypress where the cottonmouth sleeps

Old man's brewing up a hell of a batch

One little spark is gonna light the damn match

White lightning, tearing through the pines White lightning,

crossing all the lines Drink it down,

burn your throat, blow your mind

(yeah, motherfucker)

Cops on the highway but they can't catch a ghost

We run the county from the swamp to the coast

It's ninety proof poison,

it's a direct line to hell

One dirty sip and you're under the spell

White lightning, tearing through the pines White lightning,

crossing all the lines Drink it down,

burn your throat, blow your mind

(hell yeah)

No holy water

gonna wash away this sin

Open up your chest,

let the devil walk right in (ha ha ha)

Get the fuck back,

watch it spin!

White

lightning... (burn it all down) Yeah,

drink it down...