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 There’s a prison on route 41

 Home to my father, first cousin, and son

 And I visit 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

And if I don’t mind to her

 I’d rot in that prison for sure

 Yeah, she’d toss me aside

 And I’d surely wait to die

 By decree, 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 ????? Virginia’s way

 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 someone else

And I owe it to her

 I’d rot in that prison for sure

 Yeah, she’d toss me aside

 And show me the way to die

 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