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