Four months ago in April on a daycoach she came down
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And the dust autumn winds begin to blow
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Shoulda known I couldn't hold livin' out so far from town
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And the nights to come are long are slow to go
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Well now she's up and left me and when walkin' down the line
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And the dusty autumn wind begins to blow
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All dressed up in red velvet and he high heeled shoes so fine
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And the nights to come are long and slow to go
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Well if I had only know before we kissed
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You can't keep red velvet on a poor dirt farm like this
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Oh now she's gone and left me and went walkin' down the line
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And the dusty autumn winds begin to blow
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Well I'll sit and count the evening stars as they walk around
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When the dusty autumn winds begin to blow
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Then I'll call my dog and I'll take the truck and I'll drive on into town
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Cause the nights to come are long and slow to go
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Well I'll sit and count the evening stars as they walk around
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When the dusty autumn winds begin to blow
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Then I'll call my dog and I'll take the truck and I'll drive on into town
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Cause the nights to come are long and slow to go
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And those dusty autumn winds begin to blow
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Red Velvet
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| Gordon Lightfoot |
