She moves trough the crowd like a swan Laughing with one, kiss another, then shes gone But backstage at the ballet its a bore I cannot give the ladies anymore Chorus Oh Virginia, I miss the blue ridge mountains Oh Virginia, I miss the Shenandoah valley Oh Virginia, I miss your change of seasons And I miss some good ol friends who are livin back home Sshe stand polite while I am gloriously rude Just the other night I had my elbows in my food She say that I must sparkle more But backstage at the ballet its a bore Chorus solo Her skins so white and her forehead so high I could not kiss my ballerina goodbye I pinned a note upon her door Said backstage at the ballet its a bore Chorus
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