to adapt an r. zimmerman line, it ain’t september yet, but it’s gettin there
as maxwell anderson wrote, in lyrics for a song composed by kurt weill, in the version recorded by frank sinatra in 1965
Oh, it’s a long, long while from May to December But 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
Oh, 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
pjoepf Of vriecyh 
to adapt an r. zimmerman line, it ain’t september yet, but it’s gettin there
as maxwell anderson wrote, in lyrics for a song composed by kurt weill, in the version recorded by frank sinatra in 1965
Oh, it’s a long, long while from May to December
But 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
Oh, 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
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