Sweet Virginia Letra - The Rolling Stones

Wading through the waste, stormy winter

And there's not a friend to help you through

Trying to stop the waves behind your eyeballs

Drop your reds, drop your greens and blues

Thank you for your wine, California

Thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits

Yes I've 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, I beg of you

Come on, come on down, you've got it in ya

Got to scrape that shit right off your shoes

I want you to come on and sing it with me one time...

All right

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

I said I want you to come on, honey child, I beg of you

I, I want you come on, honey child you've got it in you, uh huh

Got to scrape that shit right off your shoes

One more time

Hey

But come on, come on down Sweet Virginia

Come on, come on down, I beg of you

Come on, come on down, you've got it in ya, uh huh

Got to scrape that shit right off your shoes