Well, it's a long, long time
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From May to December
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But the days go short when you reach September,
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And the autumn weather turn the leaves to grey
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And I haven't got time for the waving game
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And the days travel up to a precious few
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September, November and these precious days
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I spent with you
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These precious days I spent with you.
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September Song
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| Caroline Henderson |
