SEPTEMBER SONG

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SEPTEMBER SONG

ΜΟΥΣΙΚΉ:KURT WEILL

ΣΤΊΧΟΙ: MAXWELL ANDERSON

When he was a young man courting the girls
he played  the waiting game
If a maid refused him with a tossing curls, 
he let the old earth, take a couple of whirls

For as time went along she came his way
As time went along she came
But its a long, long while, from May to December
And the days grow short, when you reach September


The automn wheather turns the leaves to flameand I haven't got time for the waiting game

Oh, the days went all 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 went all 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