Chorus:
White lightning by the bottle
Blue Ribbon by the can
Tobacco from Virginia
and a Blue Ridge bluegrass band
That's all I've ever needed
to get me through the day
White Lightning from the bottle
from Franklin county way
Up there in a holler
way out in the woods
There's a drum made out of copper
and they're stoking it with wood
You'd better not come around
if they don't know your face
Or in those woods you'll stay
Chorus
Them boys they grow tobacco
of a foreign breed
You don't have to buy it
when you raise it from the seed
The know all the ins and outs
and they stay a step ahead
Cause they ain't givin' in to the Feds
Chorus
Now I'm down here in Texas
ain't had it in a while
But every time I see a mason jar
I can't help but smile
And think of all them rednecks
up in ol' VA
Wish they were in Texas today
Chorus
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Drew Kennedy - White Lightning Lyrics
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Chorus:
White lightning by the bottle
Blue Ribbon by the can
Tobacco from Virginia
and a Blue Ridge bluegrass band
That's all I've ever needed
to get me through the day
White Lightning from the bottle
from Franklin county way
Up there in a holler
way out in the woods
There's a drum made out of copper
and they're stoking it with wood
You'd better not come around
if they don't know your face
Or in those woods you'll stay
Chorus
Them boys they grow tobacco
of a foreign breed
You don't have to buy it
when you raise it from the seed
The know all the ins and outs
and they stay a step ahead
Cause they ain't givin' in to the Feds
Chorus
Now I'm down here in Texas
ain't had it in a while
But every time I see a mason jar
I can't help but smile
And think of all them rednecks
up in ol' VA
Wish they were in Texas today
Chorus
White lightning by the bottle
Blue Ribbon by the can
Tobacco from Virginia
and a Blue Ridge bluegrass band
That's all I've ever needed
to get me through the day
White Lightning from the bottle
from Franklin county way
Up there in a holler
way out in the woods
There's a drum made out of copper
and they're stoking it with wood
You'd better not come around
if they don't know your face
Or in those woods you'll stay
Chorus
Them boys they grow tobacco
of a foreign breed
You don't have to buy it
when you raise it from the seed
The know all the ins and outs
and they stay a step ahead
Cause they ain't givin' in to the Feds
Chorus
Now I'm down here in Texas
ain't had it in a while
But every time I see a mason jar
I can't help but smile
And think of all them rednecks
up in ol' VA
Wish they were in Texas today
Chorus