Me and Virgil the best of friends
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Brothers till the very end
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Made a pact one sunny afternoon
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Down by Cold Pepper Creek
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Fishing holes and skipping rocks
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down the railroad tracks we'd talk
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'Bout girls and cars and hopes and dreams
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The way our lives would be
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And we swore we'd never change
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We would always be the same
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Virgil met the Holy Ghost
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A little younger than most
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at the Gilappi Pentecostal
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Tent revival alter call
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Everyone from town was there that day
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When Virgil gave his soul away
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They were praising as I waited
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Outside the gospel hall
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Where we swore we'd never change
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But it would never be the same
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Cause it was later on that year
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The winter that our mama died
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When I told Virgil I don't wanna hear
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About love and peace inside
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Cause if this God you know is good
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How could He allow the pain
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Life's been hard enough
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So why would I want to be born again
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The other night me and Virgil spoke
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He travels with the holy ghost
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Holding tent revivals
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He's out to seek and save
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Virgil says he's been set free
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By Jesus dying on a tree
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And I'm not sure what I believe
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My questions still remain
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Virgil says that when he prays
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He asks the Lord that I'd be saved
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I guess some things never change
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Virgil And The Holy Ghost
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Paul Brandt |