歌曲名 September Song 歌手名 Mel Torme+Rob Mcconnell And The Boss Brass

作词：Maxwell Anderson

作曲：Kurt Weill

When I was a young man courting the girls

I played me a waiting game

When I maid refused me with tossing curls

I'd let the old earth take a couple of whirls

And I plied her with tears in lieu of pearls

And as time went along she came my way

And as time went along she came

But it's a long long while from May to December

And the days grow short

When you reach September

When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame

One hasn't got time for the waiting game

And the days dwindle down to a precious few

September November

And these few precious days

I'll spend with you

These golden days

I'll spend with you

And the days dwindle down to a precious few

November September

And these few precious days

I'll spend with you

These golden days

I'll spend with you