Drag me back to Old Virginia, where the past won't let you be,
Where the ghosts of old plantations whisper sweet hypocrisy.
Oh, the land of grand delusions, built on backs that toiled in chains,
Let me wallow in the grandeur, feel the shackles and the pain.
Carry me back, oh, carry me back,
To the place where dreams decay,
To the land of lost illusions,
Where the sun has gone away.
Take me to those fields of cotton, where the memories linger on,
In the shadows of the manor, where the master's long since gone.
Oh, the charm of Southern comfort, dripping with its hidden lies,
Take me back to Old Virginia, where the past is still alive.
Carry me back, oh, carry me back,
To the place where dreams decay,
To the land of lost illusions,
Where the sun has gone away.
Oh, the songs of Dixie calling, like a siren's sweet deceit,
Lure me back to Old Virginia, where history's incomplete.
Let me bask in all its glory, of a time that never was,
Feel the weight of old Virginia, where truth is just because.
Carry me back, oh, carry me back,
To the place where dreams decay,
To the land of lost illusions,
Where the sun has gone away.
Oh, Virginia, how I loathe thee, with your myths and tarnished gold,
In the heart of Old Virginia, where the stories all grow cold.
Carry me back, oh, carry me back,
To the lies that never age,
In the land of Old Virginia,
Trapped forever in a cage.
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Drag me back to Old Virginia, where the past won't let you be,
Where the ghosts of old plantations whisper sweet hypocrisy.
Oh, the land of grand delusions, built on backs that toiled in chains,
Let me wallow in the grandeur, feel the shackles and the pain.
Carry me back, oh, carry me back,
To the place where dreams decay,
To the land of lost illusions,
Where the sun has gone away.
Take me to those fields of cotton, where the memories linger on,
In the shadows of the manor, where the master's long since gone.
Oh, the charm of Southern comfort, dripping with its hidden lies,
Take me back to Old Virginia, where the past is still alive.
Carry me back, oh, carry me back,
To the place where dreams decay,
To the land of lost illusions,
Where the sun has gone away.
Oh, the songs of Dixie calling, like a siren's sweet deceit,
Lure me back to Old Virginia, where history's incomplete.
Let me bask in all its glory, of a time that never was,
Feel the weight of old Virginia, where truth is just because.
Carry me back, oh, carry me back,
To the place where dreams decay,
To the land of lost illusions,
Where the sun has gone away.
Oh, Virginia, how I loathe thee, with your myths and tarnished gold,
In the heart of Old Virginia, where the stories all grow cold.
Carry me back, oh, carry me back,
To the lies that never age,
In the land of Old Virginia,
Trapped forever in a cage.
Where the ghosts of old plantations whisper sweet hypocrisy.
Oh, the land of grand delusions, built on backs that toiled in chains,
Let me wallow in the grandeur, feel the shackles and the pain.
Carry me back, oh, carry me back,
To the place where dreams decay,
To the land of lost illusions,
Where the sun has gone away.
Take me to those fields of cotton, where the memories linger on,
In the shadows of the manor, where the master's long since gone.
Oh, the charm of Southern comfort, dripping with its hidden lies,
Take me back to Old Virginia, where the past is still alive.
Carry me back, oh, carry me back,
To the place where dreams decay,
To the land of lost illusions,
Where the sun has gone away.
Oh, the songs of Dixie calling, like a siren's sweet deceit,
Lure me back to Old Virginia, where history's incomplete.
Let me bask in all its glory, of a time that never was,
Feel the weight of old Virginia, where truth is just because.
Carry me back, oh, carry me back,
To the place where dreams decay,
To the land of lost illusions,
Where the sun has gone away.
Oh, Virginia, how I loathe thee, with your myths and tarnished gold,
In the heart of Old Virginia, where the stories all grow cold.
Carry me back, oh, carry me back,
To the lies that never age,
In the land of Old Virginia,
Trapped forever in a cage.
Writer: Barry Hamilton
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid