| Well, her old friend, from her own end of town
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| Dropped by today
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| And way down deep inside me something died
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| When he came 'round to see her that way
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| Here it comes again, that same old chilly wind
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| Will blow like a cold winter squall
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| And I’ll begin to feel the chill of an early fall
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| And I’ll be drinking again and thinking whenever he calls
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| There’s a storm coming on
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| It won’t be too long 'til the snow falls
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| Oh I’ll be sober some
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| But when October comes and goes and no time at all
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| I’ll begin to feel the chill of an early fall
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| Oh, how quick they slip away
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| Here today and gone tomorrow
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| Love and seasons never stay
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| Bitter winds are sure to follow
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| Now there’s no doubt, it’s gonna be cold out tonight
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| I’ve shivered all day and when I look in her eyes
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| Needing to hold her so tight, she just looks away
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| Oh, she’ll swear that it’s true, he’s just someone she knew
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| Long ago and I’ll know that’s not all
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| And I’ll begin to feel the chill of an early fall
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| Oh, I’ll begin to feel the chill of an early fall |