Do you hear that whistle wail?
I think the end is comin' in
I'm a whole lot worse for wear
But I'm determined to slip this skin
And I know you're dyin' for a good time
Dyin' to breathe again
Oh my, my Virginia
We could run all night and dance upon the architecture
Come and take my hand, I'll give the very best I can
But boy, I still want to be your man
I'm still these nervous feet and heart of stone
Forget this dead man's town, I'll take you home
Do you hear me late at night?
Always pickin' at the pieces
Sometimes nothin' comes out right
And nothin' is relievin'
But every soul man's song is a night I'd like to spend with
you
Just twistin' the night away
But it's past quarter to three
And it's past the midnight hour
Mustang Sally's left the building
And we're so much worse without her
If I could put down this old hammer
I'd take you somewhere new
Oh my, my Virginia
We could run all night and dance upon the architecture
Come and take my hand, I'll give the very best I can
But boy, I still want to be your man
I'm still these nervous feet and heart of stone
Forget this dead man's town, I'll take you home
Oh my, my Virginia
We could run all night and dance upon the architecture
Come and take my hand, I'll give the very best I can
We could run all night and dance upon the architecture
Come and take my hand, I'll give the very best I can
But boy, I still want to be your man
I'm still these nervous feet and heart of stone
Forget this dead man's town, I'll take you home
I'll take you home
I'll take you home
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