.(Verse 1)
November's almost over,
The gentle winter's on the way.
Still I sit here on this balcony,
And smoke my brain away,
Waiting on that phone to ring.
Wondering which day that it will be.
(Chorus)
Oh Carrie I pray one day you'll go back home,
To the warmth of South.
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