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charles coburn - september song كلمات أغنية

[stuyvesant, spoken]
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 whirls
while i plied her with tears in lieu of pearls
and as time came around, she came my way

(sung)
and 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

and i have lost one tooth
and i walk a little lame
and i haven’t got timе
for the waiting game

and the days turn to gold
as thеy grow few
september, november
and these few golden days
i’d spend with you
these golden days i’d spend with you
these golden days i’d spend with you

[man, spoken]
[?]

[stuyvesant, spoken]
how dare you!

- charles coburn

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