Prison on Route 41 – Iron & Wine


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There’s a prison on route 41
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Home to my father, first cousin, and son
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And I visit every weekend
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Not with my body but with prayers that I send


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


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And if I don’t mind to her
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I’d rot in that prison for sure
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Yeah, she’d toss me aside
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And I’d surely wait to die


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By decree, law, or demand
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So unlike my uncle, grandpa, and great aunt
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Whom I’d most likely see every day
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If not for the righteous grand Virginia’s way





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


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And I owe it to her
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I’d rot in that prison for sure
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Yeah, she’d toss me aside
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And show me the way to die

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

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