Wading through the waste stormy winter

and there's not a friend to help you through

Trying to stop the waves behind your eye-balls

Drop your reds drop your greens and blues

Come on, come on down, Sweet Virginia

Come on, honey Child I beg of you

Come on, come on down, you got it in you uh huh

Got to scrape that 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 toe-nail uh huh

And I hid the speed inside my shoes

Come on, come on down, Sweet Virginia

Come on, honey Child I beg of you

Come on, come on down, you got it in you uh huh

Got to scrape that shit right off your shoes