Intro:
But it s a long, long time, from May to 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
Oh, 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
Interlude: F Fm7/9 Fm7
Oh, 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