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    "September Song" Lyrics

    Kurt Weill feat. Bing Crosby

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    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
    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

    When you meet with the young girls early in the Spring
    You court them in song and rhyme
    They answer with words and a clover ring
    But if you could examine the goods they bring
    They have little to offer but the songs they sing
    And the plentiful waste of time of day
    A plentiful waste of time

    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
    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
    This song was submitted on October 6th, 2016 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © T.R.O. INC..
    Written by Kurt Weill, Maxwell Anderson.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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