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September Song - Lesley Garrett (莱斯利·加勒特)

When he was a young man courting the girls

I played me a waiting game

If a maid refused me with tossing curls

I'd let the old Earth make a couple of whirls

While I plied her with tears in lieu of pearls

And as time came around she came his way

As time came around she came

Oh it's a long

Long while from May to December

But 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

Oh the days dwindle 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

And these few precious days I'll spend with you

These precious days I'll spend with you