Tom: C
Introdução:
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When I was a young man acourtin' the girls
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I played me a waitin' game
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If a maid refused me with a toss of her curls
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I'd let the ol' world take a couple of twirls
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And I'd ply her with tears instead of pearls
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And as time came around she came my way
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As time came around, she came
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But it's a long, long time, from May to December
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And the days grow short, when you reach September
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When the autumn weather, turns the leaves to flame
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One hasn't got time, for the waiting game
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Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few. September, November
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And these few precious days, I'll spend with you
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These precious days I'll spend with you
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Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few. September November
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And these few precious days I'll spend with you, these precious days
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I'll spend with you