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