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2003-09-13 - 1:40 p.m.

September Song

Maxwell Anderson/Kurt Weill

For, it's a long, long while
From May to December.
But the days grow short,
When you reach September.
And the autumn weather
Turns the leaves to gray
One hasn't got time
For the waiting game.
And the days dwindle down
To a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days
I spend with you.
These precious days
I spend with you.

�1938

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