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peter paul mary - september song 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 twirls
and i’d ply her with tears instead of pearls
and as time came around, she came my way
as time came around, 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 the time for the waiting game.

oh, the days dwindle down to precious few;
september, november.
and these few precious days i’ll spend with you.
these precious days i’ll spend with you.

- peter paul mary lyrics

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