bennett simpson

Lyrics

Follow You To Virgie
(T. Childers)

Back before these calloused hands and all this work,
We used to sit up at the flats.
Acting like we'd live forever,
Getting high and skipping class.

Yeah, I reckon we were heathens,
But in her eyes, we were saints.
Now you're calling all the boys home,
'Cause heaven's angels carried her away.

So, I will follow you to Virgie, although it hurts me so,
To lay to rest this mountain beauty, that the Lord's called home,
And I can see her up in glory, I can see her through the pines.

Back when all us boys were tryin’,
To make sense of all these strings.
I can see her in the corner,
Singing along to all our crazy dreams.

So, I will follow you to Virgie, although it hurts me so,
To lay to rest this mountain beauty, that the Lord's called home,
And I can see her up in glory, I can see her through the pines.

And I will follow you to Virgie, 'cause that's what us boys are for,
To help you out when you get weary, and you can't go no more,
Can't you see her up there, Cody? I can see her through the pines.
Saying boys be good..