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Well in North Carolina way back in the hills lived my old pappy and he had him a still
He brewed white lightning till the sun went down
He fill up a jug and he pass it around
Mighty mighty pleasing my pappy's corn squeezing (whew white lightning)
Well the G men T men revenoers too searching for the place where he made his brew
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