Текст песни September Song - Chet Baker
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
1 How High the Moon
2 September Song
3 It Never Entered My Mind
4 You'd Be So Nice To Come Home To
5 Time on My Hands (You in My Arms)
6 You And The Night And The Music
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