Do you hear that whistle wail?



Think the end is coming in?



But Im a whole lot worse than well



But Im determined to slip this skin



And I know your dying for a good time



Dying to breath again



Oh my my, Virginia

We could run all night



And dance upon the architecture



Come and take my hand



I'll do the very best I can



Boy, I still wanna be your man



Im still these nervous feet and heart of stone



Forget this dead mans town, Ill take you home

Do you hear me late at night?



Always picking at the pieces



Sometimes nothing comes out right



And nothing is relieving



But every slow mans song



Is a night Id like to spend with you



Just twisting the night away

But its past a quarter to three



And its past the midnight hour



Mustang Sallys left the building



And were so much worse without her



If I could put down this ol hammer



Id 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 do the very best I can



Boy, I still wanna be your man



Im still these nervous feet and heart of stone



Forget this dead mans town, Ill take you home

Oh my my, Virginia



We could run all night



And dance upon the architecture



Come and take my hand



I'll do the very best I can



And we could run all night



And dance upon the architecture



Come and take my hand



I'll do the very best I can



Boy, I still wanna be your man



Im still these nervous feet and heart of stone



Forget this dead mans town, Ill take you home