Roy Clark

Roy Clark
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 let this old world take a couple of whirls
While I plied her with tears instead of pearls
And as time came along she came my way
As time came along she came

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

Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September and November
But 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 and November
But these few precious days I'll spend with you
These precious days I'll spend with you

keeskees

Submitted by keeskees at Sun 28 Apr, 2019 6:11 am

Author: Kurt Weill, Maxwell Anderson
Composer: ?
Publisher: Bulldog Records
Published in: 1969
Language: English
Available on: Greatest Hits, Volume Two (1997)

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