Jimmy Durante September lyrics

When I was a young man, courtin' the girls
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossing of curls
I let the old earth take a couple of whirls
Then I plied 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,
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