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  • 作词 : Beam, Samuel Ervin
    作曲 : Beam, Samuel Ervin
    There's a prison on Route 41
    A home to my father, first cousin, and son
    And I visit on every weekend
    Not with my body but with prayers that I send

    I've a reason for my absentee
    And no lack of love for my dear family
    But my savior is not Christ the Lord
    But one named Virginia whom I live my life for

    Because I owe mine to her
    And I'd rot in that prison for sure
    If she'd tossed me aside
    And not shown me the way to abide

    By the creed, the law of the land
    So unlike my uncle, grandpa, and great aunt
    Whom I'd most likely see every day
    If not for the righteous pair of Virginia's legs

    There's a prison on Route 41
    Home to my mother, stepbrother, and son
    And I'd tear down that jail by myself
    If not for Virginia who made me somebody else

    And I owe all to her
    I�d rot in that prison for sure
    If she'd tossed me aside
    And not shown me the way to abide

    By the precepts of her purity
    So unlike the habits of my whole family
    Whom I only see down on my knees
    In prayer by Virginia whom I live for to please
  • 作词 : Beam, Samuel Ervin
    作曲 : Beam, Samuel Ervin
    There's a prison on Route 41
    A home to my father, first cousin, and son
    And I visit on every weekend
    Not with my body but with prayers that I send

    I've a reason for my absentee
    And no lack of love for my dear family
    But my savior is not Christ the Lord
    But one named Virginia whom I live my life for

    Because I owe mine to her
    And I'd rot in that prison for sure
    If she'd tossed me aside
    And not shown me the way to abide

    By the creed, the law of the land
    So unlike my uncle, grandpa, and great aunt
    Whom I'd most likely see every day
    If not for the righteous pair of Virginia's legs

    There's a prison on Route 41
    Home to my mother, stepbrother, and son
    And I'd tear down that jail by myself
    If not for Virginia who made me somebody else

    And I owe all to her
    I�d rot in that prison for sure
    If she'd tossed me aside
    And not shown me the way to abide

    By the precepts of her purity
    So unlike the habits of my whole family
    Whom I only see down on my knees
    In prayer by Virginia whom I live for to please