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Paroles de la chanson September Song par Ella Fitzgerald
When he was a young man courting the girls
He played a waiting game
If a maid refused him with tossing curls
He'd let the old Earth make a couple of whirls
For as time went along, she came his way
As time went along, she came
But it's a long, long while 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
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
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