[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]