Rolling Stones — Sweet Virginia — версия 2

C                      A          G 
Wading through the waste stormy winter 
Thank you for your wine California 
 
C                    A                 G 
and there`s not a friend to help you through 
thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits 
 
C                      A                  G   C 
Trying to stop the waves  behind your eye-balls 
Yes I got the desert in my toe-nail 
 
G               D                        G C 
Drop your reds drop your greens  an blues 
And I hid the speed insdie my shoes 
 
C                    A            G 
Come on, come on down, Sweet Virginia 
C                    A              G 
Come on, honey  Child  I beg of    you 
C                    A             G     C 
Come on, come on down, you got it in you 
G                       D7            G     C 
Got to scrape that shit right off your shoes