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• Artiste: John Denver
• Titre: Storms Of November
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Just wait till November, the old sailors sayIt's a terrible time of the yearIf you wish to travel across Georgia BayYou will have reason to fearThere's a danger when water and sky become oneAnd the fog makes you blind as can beWhen the earth starts to tremble, a man wants to runFor the Storms of November are all that is fearful to me.Once the voyagers came on a run from the woodsThe canoes that were loaded with furNow the ships are like giants, and loaded with goodsCause just weeks when the sea starts to stirFor the waters are driven by one straight from hellAnd a fury takes over the seaAnd the waves are like mountains, boy, mark my words wellThe storms of November are all that is fearful to me.They say she's a woman, this ship that I serveShe's a queen and a temptress to me.With my mind and my muscle and all of my earthI'll not give her up to the demon who lives in the sea.Just wait till November, the old sailors sayIt's a terrible time of the yearIf you wish to travel across Georgia BayYou will have reason to fearFor the waters are driven by one straight from hellAnd a fury takes over the seaAnd the waves are like mountains, boy, mark my words wellThe storms of November are all that is fearful to me.The storms of November are all that is fearful to me.