September in the Rain
George Shearing Lyrics
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Remember, in September, in the rain
The sun went out just like a dying amber
That September in the rain
To every word of love I heard you whisper
The raindrops seemed to play our sweet refrain
Though spring is here, to me it's still September
That September in the rain
To every word of love I heard you whisper
The raindrops seemed to play our sweet refrain
Though spring is here, to me it is still September
That September in the rain
That September that brought the pain
That September in the rain
The lyrics of George Shearing's song "September in the Rain" speak of a love that once was, in a time and place where memories of it are associated with the rainy month of September. The first verse describes how the leaves of brown are falling down, a sign of change and the passage of time. The second line "remember, in September, in the rain" reflects how memories are often anchored in certain times and places. The next line, "the sun went out just like a dying ember," paints a picture of a fading love or a relationship that has come to an end. The phrase "that September in the rain" is repeated often throughout the song, emphasizing the significance of this particular month and the rain that accompanied it.
The second verse continues with the theme of love and memories, with the singer recalling the words of love that were whispered to them, set against the backdrop of raindrops playing a sweet refrain. The lyrics suggest a bittersweet nostalgia, as even though spring has arrived, for the singer, it's still September in their heart. The final line "that September that brought the pain" is particularly poignant, as it highlights how memories of love can be intertwined with feelings of sadness or loss.
Overall, "September in the Rain" is a poignant song that expresses the universal experience of love and loss. Through its evocative lyrics and melody, it captures the emotions and associations that we can have with certain times and places, and how they can continue to stay with us long after the moment has passed.
Line by Line Meaning
The leaves of brown came tumbling down
The brown leaves fell off the trees
Remember, in September, in the rain
Remember how it rained in September
The sun went out just like a dying amber
The sun disappeared slowly like a dying ember
That September in the rain
During that rainy September month
To every word of love I heard you whisper
You whispered words of love to me
The raindrops seemed to play our sweet refrain
The sound of the rain made our love seem even sweeter
Though spring is here, to me it's still September
Even though it's spring now, I still associate this time with that rainy September
That September that brought the pain
That September that caused me pain
That September in the rain
That specific September when it rained
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Harry Warren, Al Dubin
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TheBirdshouse
Now this is what piano playing is about. Very warm, sweet , and a true delight to listen to .
_ Boo _ Cox _
TheBirdshouse, I couldn’t agree more.
Peter Shaw
Hard to explain the way I feel about this guy and his music. Pure genius.
postofc
Wonderful, wonderful. My first date was a dinner date, St. Paul, MN. with Geroge Shearing appearing in a live performance. One of my many great exposures to live jazz in the 40's.and 50's.
K O
postofc great story!
Joe NationAnimation
Wow. That experience certainly set a high standard for dates.
_ Boo _ Cox _
postofc wonderful to read your comment. Really warms the heart.
Albert F. Sotelo
this was a record i heard when i was about 5 or 6 years old, my older brother played it. I loved it then and I love it still !!!!!
sutlers2day
When Harry Warren wrote this song it was not written as a jazz piece. Many talented performers have worked up the jazz presentations over the years. George Shearing teamed up with singer and music historian Michael Feinstein to do an excellent CD of Warren's music.The CD is entitled Hopeless Romantics.
Brian Lemaire
Of all the posts I see here, yours is the first I see that gives the shout-out to Harry Warren. Wonderful song-writer, and this one of his best songs. Dinah Washington's rendition of September in the Rain is also quite good.