Eddy Arnold - September Song Lyrics
(Maxwell Anderson - Kurt Weill)When I was a young man courtin'The girls I played me a waiting gameIf a maid refused me with tossing curlsI let the old earth take a couple of whirls,While I plied her with tears in lieu of pearlAnd as time came around she came my wayAs time came around she came.Oh, it's a long long while from May to DecemberBut the days grow short when you reach SeptemberWhen the autumn weather turns the leaves to flameOne hasn't got time for the waiting gameOh the days dwindle down to a precious fewSeptember, November and these few precious daysI'll spend with youThese precious days I'll spend with you...