I was wading through the long stormy winter 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 Come on come on down Sweet Virginia Come on come on down I beg of you Come on come on down you got it in you Scrape this shit right off your shoes - 3p. Thank you for your wine, California Thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits Yes, I've got the desert in my toenail And hid the speed inside my shoe Come on come on down Sweet Virginia Come on come on down I beg of you Come on come on down you got it in you Scrape this shit right off your shoes Заключение: - 3p.