paroles de chanson September Song - Jimmy Durante
When
I
was
a
young
man,
caught
in
the
girls,
I
played
me
a
waiting
game.
If
a
maid
refused
me
with
tossin
curls,
I
let
the
old
earth
take
a
couple
of
whirls.
While
I
apply
her
with
tears
in
lieu
of
pearls.
And
as
time
came
around,
she
came
my
way,
And
as
time
came
around,
she
came.
Oh
its
a
long,
long
while,
from
May
to
December
But
the
days
grow
short,
when
you
reach
September.
When
the
autum
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.
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.
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