Happily Swingin’ 51st Birthday to … ME ;)

Kurt Weill (1900-1950)

Kurt Weill

Hi there, swingin’ folks —

Feel invited to listen to “my” song once more.


Yours truly,

— A big P.S. comes from Ol’ Blue Eyes, Mr. Francis Albert a.k.a. Frank Sinatra:


“September Song”
(Kurt Weill, Maxwell Anderson)

Recorded on April 13, 1965, in Hollywood

— Intro —


When I was a young man courting the girls
I played me a waiting game

If a maid refused me with tossing curls
I’d let the old Earth take a couple of whirls
While I plied her with tears in lieu of pearls

And as time came around she came my way
As time came around, she came

When you meet with the young girls early in the Spring
You court them in song and rhyme
They answer with words and a clover ring
But if you could examine the goods they bring
They have little to offer but the songs they sing

And the plentiful waste of time of day
A plentiful waste of time


Oh, it’s a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September

When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn’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 precious days I’ll spend with you

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