Empty chair and she wonders why
One small tear, then she starts to cry
Turning on the television
Novembers gone
Doesn't seem that long ago
Another time; another snow
November takes a fall again
Out the window; she wonders when
Her soldier comes; comes home again
Sunset low
November takes a fall
Many years pass on by
Always happens, when she starts to cry
November take a fall again
November takes a fall again my friends
November take a hit for all his men
This soldier can't find another way
He'll never live to see another day
On a ridge in a darkened sky
He commands his men; bullets fly
Turning on the radio
November's gone
Doesn't seem that long ago
Another time; another snow
November takes a fall again
In this fog, he wonders when
If he'll ever get; get home again
Sunset low
November takes a fall
Wounded moments pass him by
Protects his men before he dies
November takes a fall again
November takes a fall again my friends
November takes a hit for all his men
This soldier can't find another way
He'll never live to see another day
One small tear, then she starts to cry
Turning on the television
Novembers gone
Doesn't seem that long ago
Another time; another snow
November takes a fall again
Out the window; she wonders when
Her soldier comes; comes home again
Sunset low
November takes a fall
Many years pass on by
Always happens, when she starts to cry
November take a fall again
November takes a fall again my friends
November take a hit for all his men
This soldier can't find another way
He'll never live to see another day
On a ridge in a darkened sky
He commands his men; bullets fly
Turning on the radio
November's gone
Doesn't seem that long ago
Another time; another snow
November takes a fall again
In this fog, he wonders when
If he'll ever get; get home again
Sunset low
November takes a fall
Wounded moments pass him by
Protects his men before he dies
November takes a fall again
November takes a fall again my friends
November takes a hit for all his men
This soldier can't find another way
He'll never live to see another day
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