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 pains
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