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The September Of My Years

Frank Sinatra


One day you turn around, and it's summer.
Next day you turn around, and its fall. And the
springs and the winters of a life time, whatever
happened to them all?

As a man who has always had the wandering ways,
now i'm reaching back for yesterdays, till' a long forgotten
love appears. And I find that i'm sighing softly as
I near, September. The warm September of my years.

As a man, who has never paused at wishing wells,
now i'm watching childrens carousels. And their laughter's
music to my ears. And I find that i'm smiling gently as i near,
September. The warm September of my years. The golden,
warm September of My Years.....

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