Luyện nghe bài hát September Song

When I was a young man courting the
I played me a waiting
If a maid refused me tossing curls
I'd let the old take a couple of twirls
And I'd ply her with instead of pearls
And as time came around, she my way
As time around, she came

But it's a long, long while from May to
And the days grow when you reach September
The weather turns the leaves to flame
And I haven't got the time for the waiting

Oh, the days dwindle to precious few
September,
And these few precious I'll spend with you
precious days I'll spend with you