Intro: F Fm7 Fdim C C/B Am Am/G D Dm7 G7 C Fdim C Fdim C Am Fdim C When I was a young man acourtin' the girls, I played me a waitin' game Fdim C Am F G C Am If a maid refused me with a toss of her curls, I'd let the ol' world take a couple of twirls F C Am Fdim C Am And I'd ply her with tears instead of pearls, 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 F Fm7/6 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. Fdim C Am When you meet with the young men in the early Spring Fdim C They'll court you with wine and with song Fdim C Am They'll woo you with words and a clover ring F G C Am But if you examine the goods that they bring F Fdim C Am They have little to offer but the songs that they sing Fdim C Am Fdim G G7 And a plentiful waste of time of day. A plentiful waste of time 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 Fdim C Am Fdim C When I was a young man acourtin' the girls, I played me a waitin' game Fdim C Am F G C Am If a maid refused me with a toss of her curls, I'd let the ol' world take a couple of twirls F C Am Fdim C Am And I'd ply her with tears instead of pearls, and as time came around she came my way Fdim G G7 As time came around, she came