Do you hear that whistle wail?
I think the end is comin´ in
I´m a whole lot worse for wear
But I´m determined to slip this skin

And I know you´re dyin´ for a good time
I´m dyin´ to breathe again
Oh my, my Virginia

We could run all night and dance upon the architecture
Come and take my hand, I´ll give the very best I can
But boy, I still want to be your man
I´m still these nervous feet and heart of stone
Forget this dead man´s town, I´ll take you home

Do you hear me late at night?
Always pickin´ at the pieces
Sometimes nothin´ comes out right
And nothin´ is relievin´

But every soul man´s song
Is a night I´d like to spend with you
Just twistin´ the night away

But it´s past quarter to three
And it´s past the midnight hour
Mustang Sally´s left the building
And we´re so much worse without her

If I could put down this old hammer
I´d take you somewhere new
Oh my, my Virginia

We could run all night and dance upon the architecture
Come and take my hand, I´ll give the very best I can
But boy, I still want to be your man
I´m still these nervous feet and heart of stone
Forget this dead man´s town, I´ll take you home

Oh my, my Virginia

We could run all night and dance upon the architecture
Come and take my hand, I´ll give the very best I can
But boy, I still want to be your man
I´m still these nervous feet and heart of stone
Forget this dead man´s town, I´ll take you home