Sweet Virginia Breeze




 

Sweet Virginia Breeze

by Steve Bassett & Robbin Thompson

I woke up this morning the wind blowing across my face
I just had to look up above and thank somebody for this place
Because He must have been have been thinking 'bout me
when He planted that very first dogwood tree
It's where I want to be
Living in the sweet Virginia breeze

Take me out to the country I feel mighty good out there
But when I get back to the city of the monuments
It just doesn't matter where I hang my hat It's home to me
The Blue Ridge Mountains tend to set me free
It's where I want to be
Living in the sweet Virginia breeze      
The sweet Virginia breeze

It wakes me up in the morning and rocks me to sleep at night
You've got a red bird sitting on your window sill
You know everything will be all right
Living in the sweet Virginia breeze
The sweet Virginia breeze

Well, sitting out on my back porch
I'm just watching the sun come up
The sweet, sweet Virginia breeze
Is blowing ripples 'cross my coffee cup

He must have been have been thinking 'bout me
When He planted that very first dogwood tree
And when that breeze starts blowing through the trees
You know everything will be all right
You're living in the sweet Virginia breeze
The sweet Virginia breeze



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