Sweet Virginia

Wading through the waste stormy winter
And there's not a friend to help you through
Trying to stop the waves behind your eyeballs, oh yeah!
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, oh yeah!
And I hid the speed inside my shoe

Won't you come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
Come on honey child, beggin' you
Come on, come on down, you got it in you, oh yeah!
You got to scrape that shit right off your shoes

Come on, come on down Sweet Virginia
Come on honey child, beggin' you
Come on, come on down, you got it in you, oh yeah!
You got to scrape that shit right off your shoes



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Richards, Mick Jagger
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