This is one of my all-time favorite songs and the lyrics become more and more relevant as the years go by!
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 take a couple of whirls
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
September, November.
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These precious days I'll spend with you.
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