White Lightnin'

Bill Wyman

Can't you feel it hit ya?
Can't you feel it get ya
Can't you feel it hit ya?
Oh, white lightnin' sure tastes good

Knew a man, lived on a hill
Had a whiskey still
People from miles around
Drank his whiskey down

Can't you feel it hit ya?
Can't you feel it get ya
Can't you feel it hit ya?
Oh, white lightnin' sure tastes good

Knew a man, had a mule
What a stubborn fool
Put some liquor in his feed
Fastest thing I've seen

Can't you feel it hit ya?
Can't you feel it get ya
Can't you feel it hit ya?
Oh, white lightnin' sure tastes good

Can't you feel it hit ya?
Can't you feel it get ya
Can't you feel it hit ya?
Oh, white lightnin' sure tastes good
Knew a man, ninety-five
Nobody knew if he was dead or alive
Getting on liquor everyday
Just to keep them rats away

Can't you feel it hit ya?
Can't you feel it get ya
Can't you feel it hit ya?
Oh, white lightnin' sure tastes good
Oh, white lightnin' sure tastes good
Oh, white lightnin' sure tastes good