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Calexico & Iron & Wine – Prison On Route 41 lyrics
[Verse 1]
There's a prison on route 41
Home to my father, first cousin, and son
And I visit on 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
And my savior is not Christ the Lord
But one named Virginia whom I live my life for
[Chorus]
'Cause I owe mine to her
And I'd rot in that prison for sure
If she'd tossed me aside
And not shown me the way to abide
[Verse 2]
By the creed, the law of the land
Unlike my uncle, grandpa, and great aunt
Whom I'd most likely see every day
If not for the righteous path Virginia's laid
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
[Chorus]
And I owe all to her
And I'd rot in that prison for sure
If she'd tossed me aside
And not shown me the way to abide
[Verse 3]
By the precepts of her purity
So unlike the habits of my whole family
Who I only see down on my knees
In prayer by Virginia whom I live for to please
There's a prison on route 41
Home to my father, first cousin, and son
And I visit on 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
And my savior is not Christ the Lord
But one named Virginia whom I live my life for
[Chorus]
'Cause I owe mine to her
And I'd rot in that prison for sure
If she'd tossed me aside
And not shown me the way to abide
[Verse 2]
By the creed, the law of the land
Unlike my uncle, grandpa, and great aunt
Whom I'd most likely see every day
If not for the righteous path Virginia's laid
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
[Chorus]
And I owe all to her
And I'd rot in that prison for sure
If she'd tossed me aside
And not shown me the way to abide
[Verse 3]
By the precepts of her purity
So unlike the habits of my whole family
Who I only see down on my knees
In prayer by Virginia whom I live for to please
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