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When he was a young man courting the girls |
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He played a waiting game |
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If a maid refused him with tossing curls |
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He'd let the old Earth take a couple of whirls |
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For as time went along she came his way |
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As time went along, she came |
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But it's a long long while from May to December |
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And the days grow short when you reach September |
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The autumn weather turns the leaves to flame |
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And I haven't got time for the waiting game |
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Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few |
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September, November |
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And these few precious days I'll spend with you |
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These precious days I'll spend with you |
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Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few |
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September, November |
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And these few precious days I'll spend with you |
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These precious days I'll spend with you |