September Song lyrics

Song information

Artist: Bryan Ferry
Album: As Time Goes By

Lyrics

(Kurt weill/maxwell anderson)
Recorded by lotte lenya august 9, 1957 (her signature)

Oh it's a long, long while
From may 'till december
And the days grow short
When you reach september
When the autumn weather
Turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time
For the waiting game

For 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

When you meet with the young men
Early in spring
They court you in song and rhyme
They woo you with songs 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..
And a plentiful waste of time..

But it's a long, long while
From may 'till december
(Pause for instrumental phrase)
(Pause for instrumental phrase)
When the autumn weather
Turns the leaves to flame
(Pause for instrumental phrase)
(Pause for instrumental phrase)

For 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!

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

"As Time Goes By" album track list