Sweet Virginia Breeze

Sweet Virginia Breeze

by Robbin Thompson and Steve Bassett

	Woke up this morning the breeze blowin' cross my face And I just had to look up above and thank somebody for this place Because He must've been thinkin' bout me When he planted that very first dogwood tree It's where I want to be Livin' in the Sweet Virginia Breeze
	Take me out to the country it feels mighty good out there When I get back to the city of the monuments It 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 Livin' in the Sweet Virginia Breeze
	Wakes me up in the mornin' Rocks me to sleep at night I've got a red bird singin' on my window sill I know everything will be all right Livin' in the Sweet Virginia Breeze
	Just sittin on my back porch I'm just watchin' the sun come up Sweet sweet Virginia Breeze blowin' ripples 'cross my coffee cup Because he must've been thinkin' bout me when he planted that very first dogwood tree cause when that breeze comes blowin' through the trees you know everything will be alright Livin' in a Sweet Virginia Breeze Sweet Virginia Breeze