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letra de ode to virginia - will overman band

down south there’s an old man
lives on the corner of a street called main
down south theres this old man
and no one knows his name
he plays a flat top made of plywood
stops on a suit case he carries around
buys new strings when he can
living off the money from his last hoedown
that old man may taste the bourbon and shine
he may smell like musty gas and oil
but find a good coon ride nothin better
take it down south like this man’s prose

he’ll sing, take me back to virginia
back before i had a name
lay me in a golden field on a mountain side
let the blue sky fill my veins
let the chains carry me home, and wash away all my sins
like an old dog would i die where i began

can you taste the dust in his words
feel the earth of freshly turned fields
can you smell the salt of her virgin sh0r-s
hear him roar it ain’t gonna yield
well he’s cruised those lines, he’s ridden those roads and he’s roamed those hills
but old time don’t mean he ain’t got a home
well he fell into the bottle and out of her life, and broke his own heart
but since, he’s been singing for a place he calls home

like an old dog would i die
like an old dog would i die
like an old dog would i die, where i began

- will overman band

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