September Song Songtext
von Zoot Sims
September Song Songtext
When I was a young man courting girls
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refuses me with tossing curls
I let your love take a couple of whirls
While I played her with tears, and lure her with pearls
And as time came around she came my way
As time came around she came
Oh, it′s a long, long time, from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the 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
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refuses me with tossing curls
I let your love take a couple of whirls
While I played her with tears, and lure her with pearls
And as time came around she came my way
As time came around she came
Oh, it′s a long, long time, from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the 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
Writer(s): Kurt Weill, Maxwell Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com