Key: F
Fº
C
Am
When I was a young man a-courtin' the girls,
Fº
C
I played me a waitin' game;
Fº
C
Am
If a maid refused me with a toss of her curls,
F
G
C
Am
I'd let the ol' world take a couple of twirls,
F
Fº
C
Am
And I'd ply her with tears instead of pearls,
Fº
C
Am
And as time came around she came my way,
Fº
G
G7
As time came around, she came.
F
Fm7
Fº
C
C/B
Am
But it's a long, long time from May to December,
Am/G
D7
Dm7
G7
C
Fº
C
And the days grow short when you reach September;
F
Fm
Fº
C
C/B
Am
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame,
Am/G
D
Dm7
G7
C
Fº
C
One hasn't got time for the waiting game.
F
Fm7/6 Fm7
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few...
Dm7
Fº
G
Sep-tem-ber...No-vem-ber...
G7
F
Fm7
Fº
C
C/B
Am
And these few precious days I'll spend with you,
Am/G
D
Dm7
Fº
C
These precious days I'll spend with you.
F
Fm7/6 Fm7
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few...
Dm7
Fº
G
Sep-tem-ber...No-vem-ber...
G7
F
Fm7
Fº
C
C/B
Am
And these few precious days I'll spend with you,
A/G
D
These precious days
Dm7
Dm7(b5)
C
F
Fº
Dm7(b5)
C
I'll spend with you.
Fº
C
Am
When you meet with the young men in the early Spring
Fº
C
They'll count you with wine and with song
Fº
C
Am
They'll woo you with words and a clover ring
F
G
C
Am
But if you examine the goods that they bring
F
Fº
C
Am
They have little to offer but the songs that they sing
Fº
C
Am
And a plentiful waste of time of day
Fº
G
G7
A plentiful waste of time
(Repeat Refrain)