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Lyrics by Stanley Loh Found an old love from an unwanted worth Some solace I dragged in from rebirth No pain I feel when I’m tasting divine Just kissing the lips of cheapened wine… November wine, feeling real fine The cheaper rendition of relief There’s no one here to deceive But the hopelessness of grief Love you in the morning, Hold you by my side Don’t care ‘bout the cusses and swears Old dole ahead gives me food and wares, Enough for tomorrow’s spares. Ah November wine, Ah November wine My solace from the corner store And I feel content just opening the door My head knows what it’s crying for Do you know it makes me blind, that November wine The world won’t wait up for me If St. Vincent calms my stormy sea, My bed won’t be under a tree November wine, feeling real fine The cheaper rendition of relief There’s no one here to deceive, But the hopelessness of grief. Just the hopelessness of grief…
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