Too Many Virtues

Sometimes the moon and stars can catch you by surprise
 There's just too many virtues in the night
 The bitter chill blows through this board and batten pine
 There's just too many virtues in the night
 There's just too many virtues in this lonesome sorry heart
 All loaded with pride
 Then the old crow wanted in from the cold morning light
 The glowing embers on the hearth are just a memory
 Dead soldiers strewn about the floor
 And all the good that came from faith, hope, and charity
 I can't remember anymore
 There's just too many virtues in this lonesome sorry heart
 All loaded with pride
 Then the old crow wanted in from the cold morning light
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 There's just too many virtues in this lonesome sorry heart
 All loaded with pride
 Then the old crow wanted in from the cold morning light
 Then the old crow wanted in from the cold morning light