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Prison On Route 41

There’s a prison on Route 41Home to my father, first cousin, and sonAnd I visit every weekendNot with my body but with prayers that I send

I’ve a reason for my absenteeAnd no lack of love for my dear familyAnd my savior is not Christ the LordBut one named Virginia whom I live my life for

Cause I owe mine to herI’d rot in that prison for sureIf she tossed me asideAnd not showed me the way to abide

By the creed, the law of the land,unlike my uncle, grandpa, and great auntWhom I’d most likely see every dayIf not for the righteous path of Virginia’s way

There’s a prison on Route 41Home to my mother, stepbrother, and sonAnd I’d tear down that jail by myselfIf not for Virginia who made me someone else

And I owe it to herI’d rot in that prison for sureIf she tossed me asideAnd not showed me the way to abide

By the precepts of her puritySo unlike the habits of my whole familyWhom I only see down on my kneesIn prayer by Virginia whom I live for to please

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