September Song

歌詞

But it's a long, long while From May to December And the days grow short When you reach September And I have lost one tooth And I walk a little lame And I haven't got time For the waiting game And the days turn to gold As they grow few September, November And these few golden days I'd spend with you These golden days I'd spend with you When you meet with a young man early in spring They court you in song and rhyme They woo you with words and a clover ring But if you examine the goods they bring They have little to offer but the songs they sing And a plentiful waste of time of day A plentiful waste of time But it's a long, long while From May to December Will a clover ring last 'Til you reach September? And I'm not quite equipped For the waiting game But I have a little money And I have a little fame And the days dwindle down To a precious few September, November And these few precious days I'd spend with you These precious days I'd spend with you