Clifford Brown - September Song lyrics
Artist: Clifford Brown
album: Clifford Brown & The Ladies of Jazz. Complete Recordings
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
And the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the waiting game
And the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days, I'll spend with you
These though the days, I'll spend with you
And these few precious days, I'll spend with you
Now, January, February, June, or July
September
But the days grow short when you reach September
And the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the waiting game
And the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days, I'll spend with you
These though the days, I'll spend with you
And these few precious days, I'll spend with you
Now, January, February, June, or July
September
Other albums by the artist
Finest Hour: Clifford Brown
2000 · album
The Beginning And The End
1973 · album
Ultimate Clifford Brown
1998 · album
Clifford Brown With Strings
1998 · album
The Best Of Clifford Brown
1998 · compilation
Verve Jazz Masters 44: Max Roach, Clifford Brown
1995 · compilation
Alone Together: The Best Of The Mercury Years
1994 · compilation
Jazz 'Round Midnight: Clifford Brown
1993 · album
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