Текст песни September Song

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,Jimmy Durante - September Song - http://ru.motolyrics.com/jimmy-durante/september-song-lyrics.html
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.