September Song Chords
by Dean Martin
September Song by Dean Martin is a more advanced guitar song played in the key of C. It uses the chords F, Fm7, Fdim, C, C/B, Am, Am/G, D, Dm7, G7, G, D7, Fm, Fm7/13, Fm7/6, A/G and Dm5-/7. Use the transpose and diagram tools on this page to change the key, see each shape, or simplify the chords.
Intro: F Fm7 Fdim C C/B Am Am/G D Dm7 G7 C Fdim C
Fdim C Am Fdim C
When I was a young man acourtin' the girls, I played me a waitin' game
Fdim C Am F G C Am
If a maid refused me with a toss of her curls, I'd let the ol' world take a couple of twirls
F C Am Fdim C Am
And I'd ply her with tears instead of pearls, and as time came around she came my way
Fdim G G7
As time came around, she came
F Fm7 Fdim C C/B Am
But it's a long, long time from May to December
Am/G D7 Dm7 G7 C Fdim C
And the days grow short when you reach September
F Fm Fdim C C/B Am
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
Am/G D Dm7 G7 C Fdim C
One hasn't got time for the waiting game
F Fm7/13 Fm7 Dm7 Fdim G
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few. September November
G7 F Fm7 Fdim C C/B Am
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
Am/G D Dm7 Fdim C
These precious days I'll spend with you
F Fm7/6 Fm7 Dm7 Fdim G
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few. September November
G7 F Fm7 Fdim C C/B Am A/G D
And these few precious days I'll spend with you, these precious days
Dm7 Dm5-/7 C F Fdim Dm5-/7 C
I'll spend with you.
Fdim C Am
When you meet with the young men in the early Spring
Fdim C
They'll court you with wine and with song
Fdim C Am
They'll woo you with words and a clover ring
F G C Am
But if you examine the goods that they bring
F Fdim C Am
They have little to offer but the songs that they sing
Fdim C Am Fdim G G7
And a plentiful waste of time of day. A plentiful waste of time
F Fm7 Fdim C C/B Am
But it's a long, long time from May to December
Am/G D7 Dm7 G7 C Fdim C
And the days grow short when you reach September
F Fm Fdim C C/B Am
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
Am/G D Dm7 G7 C Fdim C
One hasn't got time for the waiting game
F Fm7/13 Fm7 Dm7 Fdim G
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few. September November
Fdim C Am Fdim C
When I was a young man acourtin' the girls, I played me a waitin' game
Fdim C Am F G C Am
If a maid refused me with a toss of her curls, I'd let the ol' world take a couple of twirls
F C Am Fdim C Am
And I'd ply her with tears instead of pearls, and as time came around she came my way
Fdim G G7
As time came around, she came