Don Byas
september song
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Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the waiting game
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These precious days I'll spend with you
- Album:
- Night and Day (1932 - 1947)
- Blue and Sentimental
- Tuesday At Ten
- Melody In Swing (Remastered)
- Jazz Legends: Don Byas
- The One and Only: Don Byas
- Melody In Swing
- The Ultimate Jazz Archive (set 23: Swing to Bebop -...
- The Ultimate Jazz Archive
- The Masters of Jazz: 33 Best of Don Byas & Fats Navarro
- Don Byas Selected Hits, Vol. 4
- Don Byas Selected Favorites
- Quadromania: Don Byas - Moon Nocturne
- Tenor Giant
- Super Session
- Jazz Foundations Vol. 20
- Stormy Weather (The Best Of)
- The Ultimate Jazz Archive (Vol 23)
- A Passion for Jazz Vol. 20
- Moon Nocturne Vol.1