Jazz Whistler - Billy May

作词：Rick Kelly

作曲：Ray Rivamonte

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

And I haven'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