September Song

September Song

- Matt Monro

But it's a long long while

from May to December;

And the days grow short,

When you reach September.

And the Autumn weather,

Turns the leaves to flame;

And I haven't got time

for the waiting game.

For the days dwindle down

to a precious few:

September! November!

And these few precious days,

I'd spend with you;

These golden days

I'd spend with you!

For the days dwindle down

to a precious few:

September! November!

And these few precious days,

I'll spend with you;

These golden days

I spend with you