Sweet Virginia

Town Mountain

Wadin' through the waste stormy winter
And there's not a friend to help you through
Tryin' to stop the waves behind your eyeballs
Drop your reds, drop your greens and blues

Come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
Come on, honey child, I'm begging you
Come on, come on down, you got it in ya
Got to scrape the shit right off your shoes

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, I'm begging you
Come on, come on down, you know got it in ya
Got to scrape the shit right off your shoes

Oh, come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
Come on, honey child, I'm begging you
Come on, come on down, you know got it in ya
You got to scrape the shit right off your shoes

You got to scrape the shit right off your shoes