Jimmy Durante Follow

When I was a young man, caught in the girls
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossin' curls
I let the old earth take a couple of whirls

While I apply her with tears in lieu of pearls
And as time came around, she came my way
And as time came around, she came

Oh, 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

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

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

When I was a young man, caught in the girls
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossin' curls