Em finais de Setembro uma bela canção... muitos a cantaram...
KURT WEILL
SEPTEMBER SONG - LOTTE LENYA
Canção escrita pelo marido Kurt Weill, letra Maxwell Anderson
Bryan Ferry - September Song
FRANK SINATRA - September Song
Sarah Vaughan - September Song
SEPTEMBER SONG
From the Broadway Show "Knickerbocker Holiday" (1930)
(Maxwell Anderson / Kurt Weill)
Walter Huston (Broadway Production) - 1938
Charles Coburn (feat. in the film "Knickerbocker Holiday") - 1944
Frank Sinatra - 1946 (Re-recorded 1961 & 1965)
The Dardanelle Trio - 1946
Bing Crosby - 1946
Stan Kenton & His Orch. - 1951
Liberace (Instr.) - 1952
Maurice Chevalier (feat. in the film "Pepe") - 1960
Jimmy Durante - 1963
Roy Clark - 1969
Willie Nelson - 1979
Lou Reed - 1985
Jeff Lynne - 1990
Also recorded by: Gordon MacRae; Matt Monro; Sammy Davis Jr;
Andy Williams; The Flamingos; Billy Daniels; Red Norvo Trio;
Gracie Fields; Lionel Hampton; June Christy; Johnny Hartman;
Lorne Green; Erroll Garner; Lotte Lenya; Al Hirt; Lenny Dee;
Arthur Fiedler & Boston Pops Orch.; Mario Lanza; Tex Ritter;
Modern Folk Quartet; Ben Webster; Betty Roche; Anne Shelton;
Mantovani & His Orch.; Tony Martin; Artie Shaw; Eartha Kitt;
Nat King Cole; Tony Martin; Lindsey Buckingham; Jerry Butler;
Ray Conniff; Marian McPartland; The Impressions; Jo Stafford;
Dion & The Belmonts; Tex Ritter; Billy Eckstine; Ray Anthony;
Mel Tormé; Georgia Brown; Eddy Duchin; Jan Peerce; Art Tatum;
Tony Bennett; Ella Fitzgerald; Sidney Bechet; George Shearing;
Mills Brothers; Dave Brubeck Trio; Sarah Vaughan; Harry James;
Red Nichols & His Five Pennies: ....... and many, many others.
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 make 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
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
And you ain't got time for waiting game
When days dwindle down to a precious few
September November,
And these few golden days I'd share with you
Those golden days I share with you
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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