When I was a young man courting the girls but I played me a waiting game.
If a maid refused me with tossing curls let Id the old earth take a couple of twirls
And Id ply her with tears instead of pearls
And as time came around, she came my way
As time came around, she came
its But 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 Ill spend with you.
These precious days Ill spend with you.
[00:21.95]When I was a young man courting the girls [00:26.75]but I played me a waiting game. [00:30.19] [00:31.57]If a maid refused me with tossing curls [00:35.83]let Id the old earth take a couple of twirls [00:38.81] [00:39.95]And Id ply her with tears instead of pearls [00:44.72] [00:45.79]And as time came around, she came my way [00:51.27] [00:52.21]As time came around, she came [00:57.79] [01:03.96]its But a long, long while from may to december [01:13.95] [01:17.10]And the days grow short when you reach september. [01:27.13] [01:30.53]The autumn weather turns the leaves to flame [01:40.22] [01:43.75]And I havent got the time for the waiting game. [01:53.46] [01:57.05]Oh, the days dwindle down to precious few; [02:08.21] [02:10.67]September, november. [02:20.61] [02:21.99]And these few precious days Ill spend with you. [02:31.56] [02:36.28]These precious days Ill spend with you.
