September Song by Peter, Paul & Mary

Artist: Peter, Paul & Mary

Album: Pp M& (lifelines)

Peter, Paul & Mary Pp M& (lifelines) September Song



When i 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 take a couple of twirls
And i'd ply her with tears instead of pearls
And as time came around, she came my way
As time came around, she came

But it's a long, long while from may to december
And the days grow short when you reach september.
The autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
And i haven't got the time for the waiting game.

Oh, the days dwindle down to precious few;
September, november.
And these few precious days i'll spend with you.
These precious days i'll spend with you.

Author: Peter, Paul & Mary

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