September Song
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


For it's a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
And the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
And I haven't got time for the waiting game

And 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
And 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

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kurt Weill, Maxwell Anderson

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Comments from YouTube:

Patrick Forbes

Awesome Awesome Glassy
Sweet.Gorgeous.

Solveig M Wilder

Very Lovely ! Great song ,Franks version is Perfect !!

navydoll

Frank's songs became so much personal as he got older...wonderful stuff

navydoll

Oh to once more be in an nearly empty, late night smoke filled club- eyes closed, bourbon in hand and Sinatra's voice wafting through the speakers!

Jason Swenders

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