September Song

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Mark Coffin - Pop, USA

September Song

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[Verse 1] When I was a young man courting the girls I played me a waiting game If a maid refused me with tossing curls I'd let the old earth take a couple whirls While I plied her with tears in place of pearls And as time came around, she came my way As time came around, she came [Chorus] But it's a long, long while From May to December And the days grow short When you reach September When the autumn weather Turns the lеaves to flame And I haven't got timе For the waiting game For the days turn to gold As they grow few September, November And these few golden days I'd spend with you These golden days I'd spend with you [Verse 2] When you meet with a young man early in spring They court you in song and rhyme They woo you with words and a clover ring But if you examine the goods they bring They have little to offer but the songs they sing And a plentiful waste of time of day A plentiful waste of time [Chorus] And it's a long, long while From May to December Will a clover ring last Until you reach September? I'm not quite equipped For the waiting game But I have a little money And I have a little fame And the days dwindle down To a precious few September, November And these few precious days I'd spend with you These precious days I'd spend with you

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Writers
  • Kurt Weill
  • Maxwell Anderson