[00:21.95]When I was a young man courting the girls
[00:26.75]but I played me a waiting game.
[00:30.19]
[00:31.57]If a maid refused me with tossing curls
[00:35.83]let Id the old earth take a couple of twirls
[00:38.81]
[00:39.95]And Id ply her with tears instead of pearls
[00:44.72]
[00:45.79]And as time came around, she came my way
[00:51.27]
[00:52.21]As time came around, she came
[00:57.79]
[01:03.96]its But a long, long while from may to december
[01:13.95]
[01:17.10]And the days grow short when you reach september.
[01:27.13]
[01:30.53]The autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
[01:40.22]
[01:43.75]And I havent got the time for the waiting game.
[01:53.46]
[01:57.05]Oh, the days dwindle down to precious few;
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[02:10.67]September, november.
[02:20.61]
[02:21.99]And these few precious days Ill spend with you.
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[02:36.28]These precious days Ill spend with you.