September Song...

When I was a young man courting the girls
I played me the waiting game.
If a maid refused me with tossing curls,
I let the old earth take a couple of whirls
While I plied her with tears and a lure of pearls.
And as time came around, she came my way.
As time came around, she came.

Kurt Weill and Maxwell Anderson

Remember when life was this simple...

I was going to post something from Culture Night, but for some reason this stood out!