Sweet Virginia







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DWadin' through the Hwaste stormy Awinter
DAnd there's not a Hfriend to help you Athrough
DTryin' to stop the Hwaves behind your Aeyeballs D
ADrop your reds, E7drop your greens and Ablues D A
 
Thank you for your wine, California
Thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits
Yes I got the desert in my toenail
And I hid the speed inside my shoe
 
But come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
Come on, honey child, beg you
Come on, come on down, you got it in ya
Got to scrape the shit right off your shoes
 
Yeah, I want you to come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
 
I want you to come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
I want you come on, honey child, I beg you
I want you come on, honey child you got it in you
Got to scrape that shit right off your shoes
 
But come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
Come on, come on down, I beg
Come on, come on down, you got it in you
Got to scrape that shit right off your shoes
 
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