September - Corb Lund - Cabin Fever
Capo 2
Stay with me through September, Summer didnât last
And there ainât nobody in New York City, Could need you half as bad
Stay with me through September, The nights are gettinâ cold
Old man winterâs gonna be here soon, And the Cattle still ainât sold
Stay with me through September, Yeah I know there ainât much to do
And I guess I did my share of starving in the city, I was young once too
I can picture how youâre living, In a tiny fourth floor flat
Thereâs times that a thousand acres and the Rocky Mountains canât compete with that
Ooo, Ooo
Stay with me through September, I know the flightâs already booked
But I couldnât let you go and leave it like this, Without giving it a second look
Stay with me through September, I know the pace is kinda slow
And there ainât much glamour on the old back quarter, Babe, I guess I gotta let you go
I can picture how youâre living, In a tiny fourth floor flat
Thereâs times that a thousand acres and the Rocky Mountains canât compete with that
Ooo, Ooo