September Song-Frank Sinatra

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[00:00.00]September Song - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)
[00:06.30]Written by：M. Anderson/Maxwell And
[00:12.60]When I was a young man courting the girls
[00:16.92]I played me a waiting game
[00:20.88]If a maid refused me with tossing curls
[00:24.95]I'd let the old earth take a couple of whirls
[00:30.60]While I plied her with tears in lieu of pearls
[00:37.04]And as time came around she came my way
[00:42.79]As time came around she came
[00:49.44]When you meet with the young girls early in the spring
[00:53.64]You court them in song and rhyme
[00:57.19]They answer with words and a clover ring
[01:00.83]But if you could examine the goods they bring
[01:06.15]They have little to offer but the songs they sing
[01:13.15]And the plentiful waste of time of day
[01:20.49]A plentiful waste of time
[01:31.06]Oh it's a long long while from May to December
[01:46.88]But the days grow short when you reach September
[02:00.87]When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
[02:15.39]One hasn't got time for the waiting game
[02:27.86]Oh the days dwindle down to a precious few
[02:36.48]September November
[02:47.79]And these few precious days I'll spend with you
[03:05.06]These precious days I'll spend with you