denouncing november blue uneasy writer

The Avett Brothers

November came and went,
like a summer that I spent,
with a no name girl that walked in jelly shoes.
I returned to my home,
with a heart part made of stone,
and I cried all night for a girl I never knew.
From the east it comes,
her love and the rising sun,
and I pray each time they come, it s not the last.
You see I ve got strong,
I made it through what came along,
but I can t move on for the beauty of the past.

Came across a pretty girl,
for about a month she was my world,
and I held her hand, and swore we d never part.
I moved on, she stayed behind,
I said I d call, she said she d write,
we lost touch the moment I drove off.
I left town like a gambler with,
the sense of cashin all the chips,
before I lost them all on a bad deal.
I made believe I was in a race,
drove ten thousand miles in seven days,
while writing a book called Being A Free Man .
Met more people than the president,
the good times came and the good times went,
and I learned how to ignore my hunger pangs.
I looked ahead to the open road, thought about the people and what they know,
and wrote a book called People Don t Know Nothin .
(no matter what they tell ya, man)

Once I spent my last dime,
and counted the ratio of miles to time,
I looked up to my disdain and my surprise.
I had driven my car around the world,
ended back in the town with the girl,
so I wrote a book called Life in Prison .
(Volume. 1)
I see that girl every now and then,
and we drink to having such good friends,
and apologize for the way it did not last.
Funny thing that it s all true,
and I ll always love November Blue,
but I turned her down for the beauty of the past.

November came and went,
like a summer that I spent,
with a no name girl that walked in jelly shoes.
I returned to my home,
with a heart part made of stone,
and I cried all night for a girl I never knew.