Oh it’s a long, long while from May ‘till December And the days grow short When you reach September. When the Autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn’t got time For the waiting game.
For 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.
When you meet with the young men Early in Spring, They court you in song and rhyme. They woo you with songs and a clover ring, But if you examine the goods they bring, They have little to offer but the songs they sing And a plentiful waste of time of day... And a plentiful waste of time...
But it’s a long, long while from May ‘till December
When the Autumn weather Turns the leaves to flame
For 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!
More Kurt Weill On September Songs
Nick Cave - Mack The Knife -look at that man dancing!-
Cisca houdt de Postbodes aan het Werk en ik was Te Laat Sanneke stak daar een Stokje voor Twee Beentjes staken door de Bus Mevrouw SantenKraam is Here to Stay met een Tasje Zomer Hoe Lief is dat?
Cisca keeps the Postmen at Work and I was too late Sanneke made her own Little Plan Two Lovely Legs in my Mailbox Miss Santenkraam is Here to Stay with her bag full of Summer How Sweet is that?
You say it's your birthday, Kobus It's my birthday too, yeah They say it's your birthday We're gonna have a good time I'm glad it's your birthday Happy birthday to you.
Yes we're going to a party party Yes we're going to a party party Yes we're going to a party party
I would like you to dance (Birthday) Take a cha-cha-cha-chance (Birthday) I would like you to dance (Birthday) Dance