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September Song

September Song

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 of whirls
While I plied her with tears in lieu of pearls
And as time came around she came my way
As time came around, she came

For it's a long, long while from May to December
And the days grow short when you reach September
And the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the waiting game

The days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These golden days I'll spend with you

Fatto