Ella Fitzgerald - September Song
(The Intimate Ella)
When he was a young man
A-courtin' the girls
He played in the waiting game
If a maid refused him with tossing curls
He let the old earth take a couple of twirls,
For as time wait a long, she came his way
As time wait a long, she came
But it's a long, long time from May to December
And the days grow short when you reach September.
The autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
And I haven'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
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
- 专辑：The Intimate Ella
- 歌手：Ella Fitzgerald
- 歌曲：September Song
