Year Three, Week Twenty-One: “Virginia”

Lyrics:

I ain’t dressed for company
I ain’t dressed at all
I’m on the inside looking out
like Man before the Fall

Don’t you try to cheer me up
with those certain things you do
I’ve lived longer with loneliness
than I ever will with you

Take me to Virginia
lay me on the beach
Take me where my grasp
will always exceed my reach
Every woman knows more
than any man could teach
Take me to Virginia
lay me on the beach

See the woman with the red hair
The one who’s waiting for me
She’s gonna kill me when I leave here
and any jury would set her free

Her mama’s cooking up a poison
Her brother’s loading up his gun
Her dad would throw me into Gitmo
If he ever knew half the things I’ve done

Take me to Virginia
lay me on the beach
Take me where my grasp
will always exceed my reach
I might not be the best man
but I’d make one hell of a speech
Take me to Virginia
lay me on the beach
Take me to Virginia
lay me on the beach

I don’t take kindly to those
awful things you’ve said
I’ll take my guitar home
and play by myself instead

Take me to Virginia
lay me on the beach
Take me where my grasp
will always exceed my reach
Tried to catch a catfish
All I caught was a leech
Take me to Virginia
lay me on the beach

Take me to Virginia
lay me on the beach
Take me where my grasp
will always exceed my reach
Don’t take me to a buffet
if I can’t try one of each
Take me to Virginia
lay me on the beach
Take me to Virginia
lay me on the beach
Take me to Virginia
lay me on the

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