Me and Virgil were best of friends Brothers til the very end Made a pact one sunny afternoon Down by Coalpepper Creek Fishing holes and skipping rocks Down the railroad tracks we'd talk ‘bout girls & cars & hopes & dreams the way our lives would be & we swore we'd never change we would always be the same Virgil met the Holy ghost A little younger than most At the Jeelapy Pentacostal tent-revival alter call Everyone from town was there that day When Virgil gave his soul away They were praisin' as I waited Outside the Gospel hall Where we swore we'd never change But it would never be the same ‘cause it was later on that year the winter that our mama died when I told Virgil I don't want to hear ‘bout love & peace inside ‘cause if this God you know is good how could he allow the pain life's been hard enough, so why would I want to be born again? The other night, me & Virgil spoke He travels with the Holy Ghost Holding tent-revivals, he's out to seek & save Virgil says he's been set free By Jesus dying on a tree & I'm not sure what I believe, my questions still remain Virgil says that when he prays He asks the Lord that I'd be saved I guess some things never change