White lightning fever

Verse 1]

Copper still hummin’ low in the piney woods

Daddy’s old recipe, ‘bout a hundred proof

Mason jars glowin’ like pale blue fire

We run it after dark when the revenuers prowl higher

Got my ‘72 Chevelle with the 454

Headers barkin’ loud, dual quads roarin’ for more

Black paint, no plates, moonlit Alabama clay

One wrong turn tonight and it’s twenty years away

White lightning fever and backroad thunder

Runnin’ clear fire, tearin’ hell asunder

Sirens howlin’, red lights flashin’ in the pines

Heart poundin’ harder than a shotgun primed

Gotta outrun the law, outrun the dawn

Keep that shine flowin’ till the money’s gone

White lightning fever, it’s the only life I know

One more jar, one more mile, let the good times roll

Cross the county line where the blacktop ends

Gravel road rattlin’ every bone I got left

Coast lights dancin’ in the rearview glass

Trooper’s Crown Vic tryin’ to close the gap fast

I hit the switchback, kill the headlights low

Engine screamin’ prayers only rednecks know

Jugs rattlin’ in the trunk like a ghost choir singin’

Every hairpin turn got the devil grinnin’

White lightning fever and backroad thunder

Runnin’ clear fire, tearin’ hell asunder

Sirens howlin’, red lights flashin’ in the pines

Heart poundin’ harder than a shotgun primed

Gotta outrun the law, outrun the dawn

Keep that shine flowin’ till the money’s gone

(Steel guitar cries slow and lonesome, sixteen bars of pure ache

Bends like a backroad curve at ninety-eight

Every note drippin’ corn liquor regret

Haulin’ ghosts of runners who never quite made it yet)

Dawn breakin’ gold over Coosa County ridge

Trooper’s lights fadin’, I made the bridge

Jugs still safe, cash stuffed in my boot

But I smell the smoke—somebody finally knew

One day they’ll catch me, blue lights closin’ in

I’ll tip my hat and grin like it’s no sin

Tell ’em pour one for the road, boys, make it strong

‘Cause the best damn shine runs before the mornin’ song

White lightning fever… and backroad thunder

Runnin’ clear fire… goin’ under

One last run, one last jar, one last ride

White lightning callin’ from the other side

Yeah… white lightning fever

It’s the only life I know

Keep the still hot, boys…

I’ll see y’all down the line.