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

And thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits

Yes, I got the desert in my toenails, oh yeah

And I hid that speed inside my shoe, yes

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

I got to scrape that shit right off your shoes (alright, Bobby)

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

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

I want you, come on, come on down, you got it in you

I got to scrape that shit right off your shoes

One more time

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

I got to scrape that shit right off your shoes

I know you're freaking excited, yeah

How're you doing out there

Are you feeling good now?

Are you feeling good?

I'm sorry we've been away from this side a little bit

Well, I missed you, I really have

I missed you, you can see it on the screen now probably

We got a song from the '70s for you

This one's called "Heartbreaker", alright