Biography:
John Edmund Andrew Phillips (August 30, 1935 – March 18, 2001), was an American singer, guitarist, and songwriter. Known as Papa John, Phillips was a member and leader of the singing group The Mamas & the Papas.
Phillips was born in Parris Island, South Carolina. His father was a retired United States Marine Corps officer who won an Oklahoma bar from another Marine in a poker game on the way home from France after World War I. His mother was a Cherokee Native his father met in Oklahoma.
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Oh Virginia
Intro: A Asus4 A Asus4 A
E A Asus4 A
She moves trough the crowd like a swan
E A E
Laughing with one, kiss another, then she's gone
A
But backstage at the ballet it's a bore
E A
I cannot give the ladies anymore
Chorus:
D A
Oh Virginia, I miss the blue ridge mountains
D A
Oh Virginia, I miss the Shenandoah valley
D A
Oh Virginia, I miss your change of seasons
E A
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 it’s a bore
Chorus + solo
Her skin's 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 it's a bore
Chorus
by: José Duarte
[email protected]
Intro: A Asus4 A Asus4 A
E A Asus4 A
She moves trough the crowd like a swan
E A E
Laughing with one, kiss another, then she's gone
A
But backstage at the ballet it's a bore
E A
I cannot give the ladies anymore
Chorus:
D A
Oh Virginia, I miss the blue ridge mountains
D A
Oh Virginia, I miss the Shenandoah valley
D A
Oh Virginia, I miss your change of seasons
E A
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 it’s a bore
Chorus + solo
Her skin's 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 it's a bore
Chorus
by: José Duarte
[email protected]
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