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Standard (EADGBE)
The leaves of brown came tumbling down...remember
That September...in the rain.
The sun went out just like a dying ember
That September...in the rain.
Chorus
To every word of love I heard you whisper,
The raindrops seemed to play a sweet refrain.
Though spring is here, to me it's still September,
That September...in the rain.
Chorus
To every word of love I heard you whisper,
The raindrops seemed to play a sweet refrain.
Though spring is here, to me it's still September,
That September...in the rain.
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