[Wyclef - Spoken]

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



[Wyclef - Chorus]

Every time I make a run

Girl you turn around and cry

I ask myself, why oh why?

See you must understand

I can't work a nine to five

so I'll be Gone...'Til November



Said I'll be Gone 'Til November

I'll be Gone 'Til November

Yo, tell my girl yo I'll be Gone 'Til November

I'll be Gone 'Til November

I'll be Gone 'Til November

Yo, tell my girl yo I'll be Gone 'Til November

January, February, March, April, May...

I see you crying, but girl I can't stay

I'll be Gone 'Til November

I'll be Gone 'Til November...

And give a kiss to my mother...



[Wyclef - Verse One]

Girl I gotta leave, please don't cry

When I come back, you know the limit's the sky

I'll take you out to dinner, to your favorite spot

Feed you an aphrodisiac just to get you hot

Drive-by movies, by a cemetary

If my corpse could talk then I would tell you I was sorry

Lifestyles of The Rich & Famous,

Some die with a name, some die nameless



[Chorus 1x]



[Wyclef - Verse Two]

We had nothin'

I had to do something

So I'm Knocking On Heaven's Door, like I'm Bob Dylan

Ever comtemplating, the charges I'm facing

My new-born son, I hope I see his graduation

Take him to the movies, by the cemetary

If my corpse could talk then I would tell him, I was sorry

Lifestyles of The Rich & Famous

Some die with a name, some die nameless!



[Chorus 1x]