Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and, oh, 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 callow 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
That dreams were kept beside your pillow

Try to remember when life was so tender
That love was an ember about to billow
Try to remember and if you remember
Then follow, follow, follow