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WhenFdim I was a young man acoCurtin' the giAmrls C
I pFdimlayed me a waitin' game
If a Fdimmaid refused me with a toCss of her cuAmrls
I'Fd let the olG' world take aC couple oAmf twirls
And I'd pFly her with tears instCead of peAmarls
And as tFdimime came around she camCe my waAmy
As Fdimtime came around, shGe cameG7
But it's a lFong, long time, Fm7 fromFdim May to DeCcemberC/B Am
And the AmdayGs grow sD7hort, Dm7 when you G7reach SepCtember Fdim C
When the autumn wFeatherFm, turns theFdim leaves to Cflame C/B Am
One AmhasGn't got tDime,Dm7 for the G7waiting gCame Fdim C
Oh, the dFays dwindle down to a pFm7recious few. SeptFm7ember, November Dm7 Fdim G
And tG7hese few pFrecious days,Fm7 I'll Fdimspend with Cyou C/B Am
These preAmcioGus daDys I'll spDm7end wFdimith yoCu
Oh, the dFays dwindle down to a pFm7recious few.Fm7 September November Dm7 Fdim G
And thG7ese few preFcious days Fm7 I'll Fdimspend with yCou, C/B theseAm precious daysA/G D
I'll sDm7pend with yoCu F Fdim C
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