September Song (Kurt Weill/Maxwell Anderson)

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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, oh
        I let the old earth, take a couple of whirls
        While I plied her with tears in place of pearls
        and as time came around she came my way
        As time came around she came
        For it's a long-long while
        from May to December
        And the days grow short
        when you reach September
        And I have lost my teeth
        and I'm walking in the little rain
        Hey honey, I haven't got the time
        for any waiting game
        And the days turn to gold
        as they grow few
        September
        November
        And these few golden days
        I'd like to spend them with you
        These golden days
        I'd like to spend them with you
        And the days dwindle down
        to a precious few
        September
        November
        And I'm not quite equipped
        for these waiting games
        I have a little money
        and I've had a little pain
        And these few golden days
        as the days grow so few
        These golden days
        I'd like to spend them with you
        These precious golden days
        I'd like to spend them with you
        September song
        September song
        September song
        September song