Try to remember the kind of September when life was slow and though so mellow
Try to remember the kind of September when grass was green and grain was yellow
Try to remember the kind of September when you were a tender and lad old fellow
Try to remember and if you remember then follow
Try to remember when life was so tender that no one wept except the willow
Try to remember when life was so tender
When dreames were left beside your pillow
Deep in December it's nice to remember
Too far of September that made us mellow
Deep in December it's nice to remember and follow