Song Name: | September Song | By: | Unknown |
Posted By: | dino | Difficulty: | Any |
Key: | Any | Genre: | General |
Harp Type: | Diatonic | ||
Created: | 2007-03-22 12:03:27 | Modified: | 0000-00-00 00:00:00 |
Song: | 4 -4 -4 -4 -5 -5
When I was a young man 5 5 5 4 courting the girls, 4 -4 -4 -4 -5 -5 5 I played me a waiting game. 4 4 -4 -4 -5 -5 If a maid refused me -5 5 5 6 with tossing curls, 6 -5 -5 -5 -6 I'd let the old earth -6 -6 6 6 6 7 take a couple of whirls, 4 4 -4 -4 -4 -5 -5 5 5 -6 While I plied her with tears instead of pearls. 4 4 -4 -4 -4 -5 -5 5 5 4 And as time came around she came my way. 4 -4 -4 -4 -5 -5 5 As time came around, she came. 4 5 -7 -6 -6 -6 4 4 5 -6 6 6 Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December, 5 5 6 7 -8 -4 -4 4 -4 5 5 But the days grow short when you reach September. 4 4 5 -7 -6 -6 4 4 5 -6 6 When the Autumn weather turns the leaves to flame, 5 6 6 7 -8 -4 5 -5 -5 5 One hasn't got time for the waiting game. 7 7 -8 7 -7 7 7 7 8 7 7 Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few-- 7 -8 7 7 -8 7 4 5 -7 -6 -6 -6 September, November. And these few precious days 4 5 -6 6 5 -6 -6 -6 I'll spend with you. These precious days, -6 7 7 7 I'll spend with you. |