文本歌词

September Song - Brook Benton
Oh 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
All the days dwindle down
To a precious few:
September November
And these few precious days
I'll spend with you;
These precious days
I'd spend with you
And these few precious days
I'll spend with you
These precious days
I'll spend with you