Eight long hours in the car When we were young it seemed so far Grandpa sitting by that CB radio Listening for voices down the road
In this old Virginia home I don't know why I ever roamed And all the tears you shed may fall, but never stain They wash clean in that warm Virginia rain
He said, "See you next year, if I'm around" I watched my family put him in the ground And now you've left this town but I'm standing by the James Out here in this warm Virginia rain
I climbed that tree up in the back yard Saw my mother hold her mother while she cried My parents fell in love just down the road We all were raised on southern pride
I know you walked out near these fields All those sweet potato meals And it's your blood that now is running through my veins And it feels like that warm Virginia rain
In this old Virginia home I don't know why I ever roamed And all the tears you shed may fall, but never stain They wash clean in that warm Virginia rain
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