| Try to remember the kind of September
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| When life was slow and oh, so mellow
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| Try to remember the kind of September
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| When grass was green and grain so yellow
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| Try to remember the kind of September
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| When you were a young and callow fellow
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| Try to remember and if you remember then follow
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| Try to remember when life was so tender
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| That no one wept except the willow
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| Try to remember when life was so tender
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| That dreams were kept beside your pillow
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| Try to remember when life was so tender
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| That love was an ember about to billow
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| Try to remember and if you remember then follow
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| Deep in December it's nice to remember
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| Although you know the snow will follow
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| Deep in December it's nice to remember
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| Without a hurt the heart is hollow
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| Deep in December it's nice to remember
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| The fire of September that made you mellow
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| Deep in December our hearts should remember then follow |