September Song

September Song (Remastered 2016) - Johnny Hartman

Written by：Rr/MaxwellAnderson/Kurt Weill

When I was a young man courting the girls

I played me a waiting game

If a maid refused me with tossing curls

While I plied her I plied her

With tears in place of pearls

And as time went by she came my way

As time went by she came

But it's a long long long time from may to december

And the days grow short when you reach september

And the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame

And I haven't got time for the waiting game

And the days dwindle down to a precious few

September

November

And those few precious days I'd spend with you

Those precious days I'd spend with you

And the days turn to gold as they grow few

September

November

And these few precious days I'd spend with you

These golden days I'd spend with you