September Song
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 But the days grow short when you reach 
September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame