Back before these calloused hands and all this work

We used to sit up at the flats

Acting like we'd live forever

Getting high and skipping class

Yeah, I reckon we were heathens

But in her eyes we were saints

Now you're calling all the boys home

As heaven's angels carried her away

So, I will follow you to Virgie

Although it hurts me so

To lay to rest this mountain beauty

That the Lord's called home

And I can see her up in glory

I can see her through the pines

Back when all us boys were trying

To make sense of all these strings

I can see her in the corner

Singing along to all our crazy dreams

And I will follow you to Virgie

Although it hurts me so

To lay to rest this mountain beauty

That the Lord's called home

And I can see her up in glory

I can see her through the pines

And I will follow you to Virgie

'Cause that's what us boys are for

To help you out when you get weary

And you can't go no more

Can't you see her up there, Cody?

I can see her through the pines

Saying, "Boys be good"