| Song | Old Virginia |
| Artist | America |
| Album | The Complete WB Collection 1971-1977 (24-192) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Dan Peek/Catherine Peek Music:Dan Peek/Catherine Peek | |
| Hey, honey, won't you sit down | |
| And stop here for a spell | |
| Singin' the sweet old lullabies | |
| To forget about your health | |
| Don't think about tomorrow | |
| It's a whole night's sleep away | |
| Sure would be pleased to have you stay | |
| And it's reach out old Virginia | |
| Won't you rock him close to you | |
| The poor boy's had a hotel so long | |
| He don't know what to do | |
| It's time to come on home | |
| And put your feet up for a while | |
| So much travlin' 'round tends to take away your smile | |
| 'Pears to me it's all a body can do to stay in tune | |
| And you've been strainin' at those strings | |
| From mornin' till noon | |
| So come on down and hang around | |
| It'll put you right real soon | |
| 'Cause nothing's changed | |
| It's all the same | |
| Reach out old Virginia | |
| Won't you rock him close to you | |
| The poor boy's had a hotel so long | |
| He don't know what to do | |
| It's time to come on home | |
| And put your feet up for a while | |
| So much travlin' 'round can take away your smile | |
| Reach out old Virginia | |
| Won't you rock him close to you | |
| The poor boy's had a hotel so long | |
| He don't know what to do | |
| It's time to come on home | |
| And put your feet up for a while | |
| So much travlin' 'round can take away your smile |
| Lyrics: Dan Peek Catherine Peek Music: Dan Peek Catherine Peek | |
| Hey, honey, won' t you sit down | |
| And stop here for a spell | |
| Singin' the sweet old lullabies | |
| To forget about your health | |
| Don' t think about tomorrow | |
| It' s a whole night' s sleep away | |
| Sure would be pleased to have you stay | |
| And it' s reach out old Virginia | |
| Won' t you rock him close to you | |
| The poor boy' s had a hotel so long | |
| He don' t know what to do | |
| It' s time to come on home | |
| And put your feet up for a while | |
| So much travlin' ' round tends to take away your smile | |
| ' Pears to me it' s all a body can do to stay in tune | |
| And you' ve been strainin' at those strings | |
| From mornin' till noon | |
| So come on down and hang around | |
| It' ll put you right real soon | |
| ' Cause nothing' s changed | |
| It' s all the same | |
| Reach out old Virginia | |
| Won' t you rock him close to you | |
| The poor boy' s had a hotel so long | |
| He don' t know what to do | |
| It' s time to come on home | |
| And put your feet up for a while | |
| So much travlin' ' round can take away your smile | |
| Reach out old Virginia | |
| Won' t you rock him close to you | |
| The poor boy' s had a hotel so long | |
| He don' t know what to do | |
| It' s time to come on home | |
| And put your feet up for a while | |
| So much travlin' ' round can take away your smile |
| Lyrics: Dan Peek Catherine Peek Music: Dan Peek Catherine Peek | |
| Hey, honey, won' t you sit down | |
| And stop here for a spell | |
| Singin' the sweet old lullabies | |
| To forget about your health | |
| Don' t think about tomorrow | |
| It' s a whole night' s sleep away | |
| Sure would be pleased to have you stay | |
| And it' s reach out old Virginia | |
| Won' t you rock him close to you | |
| The poor boy' s had a hotel so long | |
| He don' t know what to do | |
| It' s time to come on home | |
| And put your feet up for a while | |
| So much travlin' ' round tends to take away your smile | |
| ' Pears to me it' s all a body can do to stay in tune | |
| And you' ve been strainin' at those strings | |
| From mornin' till noon | |
| So come on down and hang around | |
| It' ll put you right real soon | |
| ' Cause nothing' s changed | |
| It' s all the same | |
| Reach out old Virginia | |
| Won' t you rock him close to you | |
| The poor boy' s had a hotel so long | |
| He don' t know what to do | |
| It' s time to come on home | |
| And put your feet up for a while | |
| So much travlin' ' round can take away your smile | |
| Reach out old Virginia | |
| Won' t you rock him close to you | |
| The poor boy' s had a hotel so long | |
| He don' t know what to do | |
| It' s time to come on home | |
| And put your feet up for a while | |
| So much travlin' ' round can take away your smile |