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Last November on dead leaves I lay my head,
while the cold wind was a blanket on my bed.
Last November I could stand the freezing rain,
while the sound of the rain drops call your name.
Last November the river never froze,
now this November's just cold.

Last November my boots were always warm.
My body never cold and my clothes weren't torn.
Last November you were beautiful at dawn.
I woke up now this morning and you're gone.
Last November the river never froze,
now this November's just cold.

Last November the river never froze,
now this November's just...just cold.

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Last November
Lucero



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