September Song

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Theodore Bikel - Pop

September Song

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[Verse 1] When I was a young man courting the girls I played me a waiting game When a maid refused me with tossing curls I let that old earth take a couple of 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] Oh, 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 One hasn't got timе For any waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down To a precious few September, November And these few precious days I'll spend with you These precious days I'll 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 that 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 [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] When the autumn weather Turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time For any waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down To a precious few September, November And these few golden days I'll spend with you These golden days I'll spend with you

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Credits

Writers
  • Kurt Weill
  • Maxwell Anderson