But it's a long long while from May to December

But 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

And the wine dwindles down to a precious brew

September November

And these few precious days I'll spend with you

These precious days I'll spend with you