When I was a young man courting girls
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
And the days grow short when you reach September
When autumn weather turns leaves to flame
I haven'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 golden days I'll spend with you
When autumn weather turns leaves to flame
I haven'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 golden days I'll spend with you
These golden days I'll spend with you
These precious days I'll spend with you
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
And the days grow short when you reach September
When autumn weather turns leaves to flame
I haven'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 golden days I'll spend with you
When autumn weather turns leaves to flame
I haven'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 golden days I'll spend with you
These golden days I'll spend with you
These precious days I'll spend with you