White Lightning Strike
(A bluegrass song about the powerful effect of moonshine and its impact on the singer's life)
Verse 1:
Down in the holler where the wild things grow,
There's a secret that only the old folks know,
In a jar of clear, where the spirits gleam,
Lies a potion that'll make you dream.
It's called white lightning, it's a fiery brew,
One sip'll take you straight to the blue,
With a burn so fierce, it's a wild delight,
But oh, it's got a way of settin' things right.
Chorus:
White lightning strike, the drink for me,
Struck me down, set my spirit free,
With a flash of fire and a taste so bright,
It'll turn your darkest day into a starry night.
White lightning strike, let it flow,
It'll take you high and it'll bring you low.
Verse 2:
I remember the night when the moon was full,
I took a swig and felt the pull,
It was a thunderbolt in a glass so clear,
With a kick so strong, it's the only thing I fear.
It hit me hard, like a bolt from the sky,
Made me laugh and made me cry,
It's a potent spell in a simple jar,
And it's gonna leave a mark where you are.
Chorus:
White lightning strike, the drink for me,
Struck me down, set my spirit free,
With a flash of fire and a taste so bright,
It'll turn your darkest day into a starry night.
White lightning strike, let it flow,
It'll take you high and it'll bring you low.
Bridge:
In the twilight hours, when the stars are bold,
We're gathered 'round for tales untold,
With a jar of white lightning, we toast the night,
To the highs and lows of that fiery light.
Chorus:
White lightning strike, the drink for me,
Struck me down, set my spirit free,
With a flash of fire and a taste so bright,
It'll turn your darkest day into a starry night.
White lightning strike, let it flow,
It'll take you high and it'll bring you low.
Outro:
So here's to the lightning, both fierce and true,
To the drink that'll always see us through,
With a swig of white lightning, we'll face the storm,
And dance through the night 'til the break of morn.