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Frank Sinatra( Francis Albert Sinatra )
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September Song
Lyricist:Maxwell Anderson, Kurt Weill
When I was a young man caught in the girls I played me a waiting game If a maid refused me with tossing curls I let the old earth take a couple of whirls And this time came around that she came my way As time came around, she came
Oh, it's a long, long time from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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
September, November These few precious days, I'll spend with you These precious days, I'll spend with you
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