M/Mario Lanza/September Song, Song For Voice & Piano
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 make 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
Oh, it's a long long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame And you ain't got time for 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
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
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