I will die in this battle… I have a premonition
Her beauty is a bullet that will pierce my beating heart
I’ll fall from this saddle and lie in death’s condition
Until dogs chase the crows and tear what’s left of me apart

Oh Virginia Hear your son
Please forgive the wrong I’ve done
Oh Virginia Hear your boy
Let these tears be tears of joy

The fires are burning… the voices softly singing
Sweet songs from a world that seems a thousand miles away
The angels are learning the names they’ll soon be winging
To the throne but in the meantime we got hell to pay

Oh Virginia Hear your son
Please forgive the wrong I’ve done
Oh Virginia Hear your boy
Let these tears be tears of joy

We walked by the river underneath the moonlight
When I close my eyes I still can see it shining in her hair
The words to this letter have to come out just right
If they’re going to shine for her someday when I’m not there

Oh Virginia Hear your son
Please forgive the wrong I’ve done
Oh Virginia Hear your boy
Let these tears be tears of joy



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