That September Morning

歌詞

When he was a young man courting the girls He played me a waiting game If a maid refused him with tossing curls He'd let the old Earth make a couple of whirls And as time came around she came my way As time went along, she came Oh, it's a long long while from May to December And the days grow short when you reach September The autumn weather turns the leaves to flame And you ain't got time for the waiting game Oh 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 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 These precious days I'll spend with you