November Air - Zach Bryan

You remember sittin' there

One rainy night in Willy’s chair

Tellin' me how well you used to dance

The western wind will come again

And make you feel like you did

When all those cowboys didn’t stand a chance

Set his life to most of you

Gave you twice and the day was through

He said it all turned out awfully fair

So tell me tales of all the times

And all the seasons you got by

Breathin' in that cold November air

No one was there

No one was there

When no one was there

Two kids 'bout 23

When the sun sets you’ll never see

You were yellin' «Supper"from the yard

And they grew old and sail away

Call you on phones from far away

Wrote you novels on post cards

And all you ever wanted

Was to see your children fly

Maybe one day they’ll be stars

But there ain’t no leavin'

This small town this evenin'

You can’t even drive your own car

Through November air

Through November air

Through November air

Dear mama, how’s it goin'?

Was the weather fair last week?

Dear mama, they were wonderful

All the sights you’ll never see

And do you mind if I hold you

I grab you by the arms tell you what it means

You could take a worthless poor boy from the flats and make him mean somethin'

Tell us what you wanted to

And all we did, we needed you

Your dreams were to small to care

But I’m always reminded, if you look hard you’ll find it

Memory gives warmth to right here

Through November air

Through November air

Through November air

Dear mama, how’s it goin'?

Was the weather fair last week?

Dear mama, they were wonderful

All the sights you’ll never see

And do you mind if I hold you

I grab you by the arms tell you what it means

You could take a worthless poor boy from the flats and make him mean somethin'

You remember sittin' there

One rainy night in Willy’s chair

Tellin' me how well you used to dance

The western wind will come again

And make you feel like you did

When all those cowboys didn’t stand a chance