An old moonshiner gave me some white lightnin 
the bootlegger wanted it deleviered by sunrise 
them good ole boys 
prayin they make it thru the night 
bootleggin 
feel like a dead man walkin 
all it takes 
one mistake one jar in the crate 
bootleggin white lightnin 
feel like a dead man walking 
one taste your hooked 
fire down next day 
feel like a dead man walkin 
bootleggin white lightnin 
feel like a dead man walking 
out run the law 
you refuse to lose 
taste so good 
moonshinin bootleggin white lightnin 
feel like a dead man walking 
dead man walking 
all it takes one mistake 
one jar in the crate 
bootleggin 
white lightnin