September Song/ Serenata
James Last Lyrics


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When I was a young man courting the girls
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossing curls
I'd let the old Earth take a couple of whirls
While I plied her with tears in lieu of pearls
And as time came around she came my way
As time came around, she came
When you meet with the young girls early in the Spring
You court them in song and rhyme
They answer with words and a clover ring
But if you could examine the goods they bring
They have little to offer but the songs they sing
And the plentiful waste of time of day
A plentiful waste of time

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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song "September Song/ Serenata" by James Last talk about the experiences of a man who has been courting girls since his youth. He mentions how he used to play a waiting game when a maid would refuse him, not giving up on his chase. He would patiently wait and ply her with tears, hoping that he would eventually win her over. As time passed and he maintained his pursuit, the girl finally came his way.


The second verse talks about the common rituals of courting during the spring season. The man serenades the girl with songs and poetry, and the girl responds with words and presents like a clover ring. The lyrics highlight, however, that what the girls bring to the table is only their songs and a useless waste of time. It is during the autumn season, time and the dating game have no patience, and waiting would be pointless. The song ends with the singer expressing how precious the remaining days of September are, and he intends to spend them with his beloved.


Line by Line Meaning

When I was a young man courting the girls
When I was young and seeking love from the ladies


I played me a waiting game
I would often bide my time


If a maid refused me with tossing curls
If a young lady rejected me with dismissive gestures


I'd let the old Earth take a couple of whirls
I would let time pass


While I plied her with tears in lieu of pearls
While I tried to win her over with sadness instead of gifts


And as time came around she came my way
Eventually, she came to me


As time came around, she came
With time, I won her over


When you meet with the young girls early in the Spring
When you encounter young ladies during springtime


You court them in song and rhyme
You try to impress them with music and poetry


They answer with words and a clover ring
They respond with words and a simple clover ring


But if you could examine the goods they bring
But upon closer inspection of what they offer


They have little to offer but the songs they sing
They have little but their musical talents


And the plentiful waste of time of day
And the plenty of time spent during the day


A plentiful waste of time
A lot of time wasted


Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
It's a long time from the start of spring to the end of fall


But the days grow short when you reach September
But the days become shorter as September comes


When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
When fall weather causes the leaves to change color


One hasn't got time for the waiting game
There is no time for waiting games


Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
Oh, the remaining days become fewer and more valuable


September, November
The months of September and November


And these few precious days I'll spend with you
I will cherish and spend these last days with you


These precious days I'll spend with you
I will spend these valuable days with you




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

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