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Thread #92461 Message #1768422
Posted By: Lanfranc
24-Jun-06 - 09:31 PM
Thread Name: Time it was and what a time ... (songs about time)
Subject: Lyr Add: SEPTEMBER SONG (Anderson, Weill)
SEPTEMBER SONG (Anderson, Weill)
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 twirls And I'd ply her with tears in lieu of pearls And as time came around, she came my way As time came around, she came
But 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 I havent got the time for the waiting game.
Oh, the days dwindle down to precious few; September, November. And these few precious days I'll spend with you. These precious days I'll spend with you.
September Song. Words & Music by Maxwell Anderson & Kurt Weill