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I wanna dedicate this song, Gone 'Til November...
To all you ladies out there, crying all alone in your room
And all you fellas, going down south...Not making it back...
May the lord bless your soul, I love you girl
EEsus4
E5Every timEsus4e I make a rEun
EGirl you tuEmrn around and Em7cry
I ask myself, whyEm oh why? Em
Em7See you must understaEmnd
EmI can't work aEsus4 nine to fiEve
Eso I'll be Gone...E'Til November
ESaid I'll be AGone 'Til November
I'll be GB/Aone 'TiAl November
AYo, tell my girl yo I'll be Gone 'B/ATil NoveAmber
AI'll be GEone 'Til November
I'll be Gone 'Til November
EYo, tell my girl yo I'll be Gone 'Til November
AJanuary, February, March, AB/April, AMay...
AI see you crying, buB/At girl I can't stAay
EI'll be Gone 'Til November
EI'll be Gone 'Til November... B7
B7And give a kiss to my mother...
E5Girl I gotta leave, please doEsus4n't cry
EWhen I come back, you know the limitEm's the sky
Em7I'll take you out to dinner, to your favorite spot
EmFeed you an aphrodisiac just to get you hEmot
Em7Drive-by movies, by a cemetery
EmIf my corpse could talk then I would tell Esus4you I was sorry
ELifestyles of The Rich & EFamous,
ESome die with a name, some die nameless
E5Every time IEsus4 make a rEun
EGirl you turn Emaround and cryEm7
I ask myself, why ohEm why? Em
Em7See you must understaEmnd
EmI can't work aEsus4 nine to Efive
Eso I'll be Gone...'Til ENovember
SEaid I'll be Gone 'TiAl November
I'll be GonB/Ae 'Til ANovember
AYo, tell my girl yo I'll be Gone B/A'Til NovAember
AI'll be GEone 'Til November
I'll be Gone 'Til November
EYo, tell my girl yo I'll be Gone 'Til November
AJanuary, February, March, AB/April, AMay...
AI see you crying, butB/A girl I can't staAy
EI'll be Gone 'Til November
EI'll be Gone 'Til November... B7
B7And give a kiss to my mother...
E5We had nothin'
Esus4I had to do something
ESo I'm Knocking On Heaven's EDoor, like I'Emm Bob Dylan
Em7Ever comtemplating, the charges I'm facing
EmMy new-born son, I hope I see his graduEmation
Em7Take him to the movies, by the cemetery
EmIf my corpse could talk then I would telEsus4l him, I was sorry
ELifestyles of The Rich & Famous
ESome die with a name, some die nameless!
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