Copied from the web site of Molly and the Tinker (Brian Leo and Diane (Shuton) Fishbein) – see Irish Bain's link above.


VIRTUE
Brian Leo ©1986

1. I've looked along the highway and I've searched among the trees.
I've crawled through every hither and yon and blistered both me knees.
I even went to chapel and looked under every pew.
Ah, it's surely gone, bejaysus, and I don't know what to do.

CHORUS: Won't somebody help me look for it? We'll search until the dawn.
For it seems I've lost my virtue, and I don't know where it's gone.

2. My mother says a good girl keeps it tight between her thighs,
But nevertheless it has no color, shape or even size.
I looked and looked for hours there but nothing could be found,
So I guess I must have dropped it and it's somewhere here around. CHORUS

3. My father says it's precious, and to guard it with me life,
To save it up and to give it away to the man who calls me 'wife'.
He says I dare not sell it; it's a mortal sin they say.
Ah, so now that I have lost it surely there'll be hell to pay. CHORUS

4. Now darling Tom, the miller's son, me special friend is he.
He listened to me dreadful tale with heartfelt sympathy.
Tonight he says we'll find it if I meet him by the brook.
For he's got a special tool, says he, and it knows just where to look. CHORUS TWICE