- Ella Fitzgerald September song 歌詞
- Ella Fitzgerald
- When he was a young man courting the girls
He played a waiting game
If a maid refused him with tossing curls
Hed let the old Earth take a couple of whirls
For as time went along she came his way
As time went along, she came
But its a long long while from May to December
And the days grow short when you reach September
The autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
And I havent got time for the waiting game
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days Ill spend with you
These precious days Ill spend with you
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days Ill spend with you
These precious days Ill spend with you
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