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When I was a young man courting the girls |
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but I played me a waiting game. |
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If a maid refused me with tossing curls |
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let Id the old earth take a couple of twirls |
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And Id ply her with tears instead of pearls |
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And as time came around, she came my way |
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As time came around, she came |
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its But a long, long while from may to december |
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And the days grow short when you reach september. |
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The autumn weather turns the leaves to flame |
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And I havent got the time for the waiting game. |
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Oh, the days dwindle down to precious few; |
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September, november. |
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And these few precious days Ill spend with you. |
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These precious days Ill spend with you. |
