Virgie

<p>Here&#x27;s a song called Virgie that I wrote for Aunt Virgie Haughs and I dedicate it to her husband, to her children and the countless people that loved her so much<br/><br/>Virgie, your house was always warm<br/>And my bed was always ready when I came<br/>Virgie, in the middle of the night<br/>You would welcome friends of mine without a name<br/><br/>And you could always hear and see<br/>The turning of the key<br/>And your laughing voice to me was like a song<br/><br/>Virgie, your spirit sweet and free<br/>Is living still with me though you&#x27;re gone<br/>Hmmmmm....<br/><br/>Virgie, you spoke soflty and kind<br/>And you never said a word to critize<br/>Virgie your children love you so<br/>More that we ever let you realize<br/>And they are all I knew<br/>That I could bring my cares to you<br/>And when I was wrong you never put me down<br/><br/>Virgie, there&#x27;s so much I could say<br/>But I can&#x27;t find the way to write it down<br/>Can&#x27;t find the way to write it down...<br/>Hmmmmm.....