The waves rush against the folds of my face As I start to drown The waves rush against the folds of my face As I start to drown Oh, Virginia Virgina, Virginia Die In winter the water Will wash [?] the waterside In winter the water Will wash [?] the waterside Oh, Virginia Virgina, Virginia Die With the rocks in your pockets You walk up above the waterside With the rocks in your pockets You walk up above the waterside Oh, Virginia Virgina, Virginia Die The waves rush against the full of my face As I start to fall The waves rush against the full of my face As I start to fall Oh, Virginia Virgina, Virginia Falls