Oh, it’s a long, long while
From May to December
But the days grow short,
When you reach September.
When the autumn weather
Turn 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.
Oh the days dwindle down
To a precious few . . .
September, November . . .
And these few precious days
I’ll spend with you…

The lyrics by Willie Nelson, the singing by consummate jazz singer Sarah Vaughan,  Wynton Marsalis on trumpet, with Boston Pops under the direction of John Williams.  Enjoy…