Lyrics: Robbie Robertson
Music: Robbie Robertson
Sung by Tim Bluhm with Phil Lesh & Friends as part of their tribute
to Levon Helm.
Hang around, Willie Boy
Don't you raise the sails anymore
It's for sure
I've spent my whole life at sea
And I'm pushin' age seventy three
Now there's only one place that was meant for me
Oh, to be home again
Down in old Virginny
With my very best friend
They call him Ragtime Willie
We're gonna soothe away the rest of our years
We're gonna put away all of our tears
That big rockin' chair won't go nowhere
Slow down, Willie Boy
Your heart's gonna give right out on you
It's true
And I believe I know what we should do
Turn the stern and point to shore
The seven seas won't carry us no more
Oh, to be home again
Down in old Virginny
With my very best friend
They call him Ragtime Willie
I can't wait to sniff that air
Dip'n snuff, I won't have no care
That big rockin' chair won't go nowhere
Hear the sound, Willie Boy
The Flyin' Dutchman's on the reef
It's my belief
We've used up all our time
This hill's to steep to climb
And the days that remain ain't worth a dime
Oh, to be home again
Down in old Virginny
With my very best friend
They call him Ragtime Willie
Would-a-been nice just to see the folks
listen once again to the stale jokes
That big Rockin' Chair won't go nowhere
I can hear something calling on me
And you know where I wanna be
Oh Willie, don't you hear that sound
Down In Old Virginny
I just wanna get my feet back on the ground
Down In Old Virginny
And I'd love to see my very best friend
They call him Ragtime Willie
I believe old rockin' chair's got me