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Introd.: F Fm7 Fdim C C/B Am Am/G D Dm7 G7 C Fdim C Fdim C Am C When I was a young man acourtin' the girls Fdim I played me a waitin' game Fdim C Am If a maid refused me with a toss of her curls F G C Am I'd let the ol' world take a couple of twirls F C Am And I'd ply her with tears instead of pearls Fdim C Am And as time came around she came my way Fdim G G7 As time came around, she came F Fm7 Fdim C C/B Am But it's a long, long time, from May to December Am/G D7 Dm7 G7 C Fdim C And the days grow short, when you reach September F Fm Fdim C C/B Am When the autumn weather, turns the leaves to flame Am/G D Dm7 G7 C Fdim C One hasn't got time, for the waiting game F Fm7/13 Fm7 Dm7 Fdim G Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few. September, November G7 F Fm7 Fdim C C/B Am And these few precious days, I'll spend with you Am/G D Dm7 Fdim C These precious days I'll spend with you Interlude: F Fm7/9 Fm7 F Fm7/9 Fm7 Dm7 Fdim G Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few. September November G7 F Fm7 Fdim C C/B Am A/G D And these few precious days I'll spend with you, these precious days Dm7 Dm5-/7 C F Fdim Dm5-/7 C I'll spend with you
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