Sweet Virginia (Live)

Wadin' through the waste stormy winter

And there's not a friend to help you through

Tryin' to stop the waves behind your eyeballs, oh yeah

Dropped your reds, dropped your greens and blues

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 shoes

I want you to come on, come on down, Sweet Virginia

Come on, come on down, I beg you

Come on, come on down, you got it in you, oh yeah

Got to scrape the shit right off your shoes

Oh yeah

Yeah, I want you to come on, come on down, Sweet Virginia

I want you to come on, come on down, I beg of you

I want you to come on, come on down, you got it in you, oh yeah

Got to scrape the shit right off your shoes

Oh, won't you come on, come on down, Sweet Virginia?

Why won't you come on, come on down? I beg of you

Why won't you come on, come on down? You got it in you, oh yeah

Got to scrape the shit right off your shoes