I make my bed, that's where I lie
I'll miss this girl 'til I die
And when I'm home, they're asking why
"Oh, why'd she leave you? Why'd she go? "

I sit and wonder
Wonder why she left
Wondering what's next
Wish you would just call me

I make my bed, that's where I lie
And I'ma be here 'til I die
So if you're ever in Virginia
Don't hesitate and come over