Sammy Davis Jr.
Sammy Davis Jr.
Sammy Davis Jr.
Sammy Davis Jr.
Sammy Davis Jr.
Sammy Davis Jr.
Sammy Davis Jr.
Sammy Davis Jr.
Sammy Davis Jr.
Sammy Davis Jr.
Sammy Davis Jr.
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
And I haven't got time for the waiting game
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These golden days I'll spend with you
September Song was written by Kurt Weill & Maxwell Anderson.