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Prison On Route 41

Iron And Wine
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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

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Readable chord sheet for Prison On Route 41 by Iron And Wine

There’s a p[A]rison on route 41[D]
Home to my f[A]ather, first cousin, and s[E]on
And I [A]visit every weeke[D]nd
Not with my [A]body but with p[E]rayers that I [A]send

I’ve a r[A]eason for my absent[D]ee
And no lack of l[A]ove for my dear fami[E]ly
But my s[A]avior is not Christ the [D]Lord
But one named Vir[A]ginia whom I [E]live my life [A]for

[E]And if I don’t mind to h[A]er
I’d [D]rot in that p[A]rison for sure[E]
Yeah, she’d toss me a[A]side
And I’d [D]surely w[A]ait to d[E]ie

By d[A]ecree, law of the lan[D]d
So unlike my [A]uncle, grandpa, and great a[E]unt
Whom I’d [A]most likely see every d[D]ay
If not for the r[A]ighteous ????? Vi[E]rginia’s wa[A]y

There’s a [A]prison on route 41[D]
Home to my m[A]other, stepbrother, and s[E]on
And I’d t[A]ear down that jail by myse[D]lf
If not for Virg[A]inia who made m[E]e someone e[A]lse

[E]And I owe it to [A]her
I’d [D]rot in that p[A]rison for su[E]re
Yeah, she’d toss me as[A]ide
And s[D]how me the w[A]ay to d[E]ie

By the p[A]recepts of her purit[D]y
So unlike the h[A]abits of my whole family [E]
Whom I o[A]nly see down on my knees [D]
In prayer by V[A]irginia whom I li[E]ve for to p[A]lease

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