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by Nortec Collective Presents: Bostich + Fussible
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The story starts, it was a November night
She had a in her hair, he had his uniform on tight
He his watch, nothing else was wrong
She danced by him with her face as pale as dawn
He into her eyes and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure"
She said "of you know me, I'm every year,
but don't you get to close I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in with that,
a pretty women with an attitude to match"
He for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly this date
A young man was sent away to fight in a far off place
La had to say goodbye,
had to leave his home and his lover's eyes
It broke her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming home but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was he was a brave young man
But it was news his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing herself into the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
But she didn't know, is she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now both alone
Never to dance together or see how old they had grown
The next day he flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening he'd been the one that fell
He knew her wouldn't happen with tears
So he to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
2nd from this point on
He he patrolled the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance with me tonite
my hand the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my blow away.
She had a in her hair, he had his uniform on tight
He his watch, nothing else was wrong
She danced by him with her face as pale as dawn
He into her eyes and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure"
She said "of you know me, I'm every year,
but don't you get to close I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in with that,
a pretty women with an attitude to match"
He for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly this date
A young man was sent away to fight in a far off place
La had to say goodbye,
had to leave his home and his lover's eyes
It broke her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming home but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was he was a brave young man
But it was news his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing herself into the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
But she didn't know, is she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now both alone
Never to dance together or see how old they had grown
The next day he flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening he'd been the one that fell
He knew her wouldn't happen with tears
So he to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
2nd from this point on
He he patrolled the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance with me tonite
my hand the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my blow away.
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