Luyện nghe bài hát September Song

When I was a young man courting the
I me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossing
I let the old earth a couple of whirls
And as time came around she my way
As time around, she came

Oh, it's a long, long from May to December
But the days grow short you reach September
When the autumn turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the waiting
Oh, the days dwindle to a precious few

September,
And few precious days, I'll spend with you
These precious days, I'll with you

September,
These few precious days, I'll with you
precious days, I'll spend with you