September Song 1938 Kurt Weill

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 8 Dec 2009
2009

When I was a young man
courting the girls
I played me a waiting game,
if a maid refused me
with tossing curls
I let the old earth take
a couple of whirls,
while I plied her with tears
in lieu 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,
And I have lost one tooth
and I walk a little lame,
and I haven't got time
for the waiting game,
For the days dwindle down
to a precious few
September, November,
and these few precious days
I'd spend with you
These precious days
I'd spend with you.

When you meet with the young men
early in Spring
they court you in song and rhyme,
they woo you with words
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
a plentiful waste of time.

But it's a long, long while
from May to December
and the days grow short,
when you reach September,
And I have lost one tooth
and I walk a little lame,
and I haven't got time
for the waiting game,
For the days dwindle down
to a precious few
September, November,
and these few precious days
I'd spend with you
These precious days
I'd spend with you.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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September Song 1938 Kurt Weill
From "Knickerbocker Holiday"
Music Kurt Weill
Lyrics by Maxwell Anderson
© 1938 (renewed 1966) Hampshire House Pub.Corp. & Chai
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 8 December 2009 at 17.36
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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