The waves against the folds of my face
as I start to drown.
Oh the [bad word] against the folds of my face
as I start to drown,
Oh Virginia, Virginia, die

In winter the water will wash up above the water side
In winter the water will wash above the water side

Oh Virgina, Virginia, Virginia die

With rocks in your pockets you walk up above
the waterside
With rocks in your pockets you walk above
the waterside

Oh Virgina, Virgina, Virginia dies

The [bad word] against the folds of my face
as I start to fall
oh the [bad word] against the folds of my face
as I start to fall

Oh Virgina, Virginia, Virginia falls