Sarah Vaughan with Clifford Brown

Oh, its 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 Novemb

Embrace me My sweet embraceable you Embrace me My irreplaceable you Just one look at you My heart grows tipsy in me You and you alone Brings out the gypsy in me I love all The many charms about you Above all I want my arms about you Don't be naughty

Lullaby of birdland, that's what I always hear when you sigh Never in my woodland Could there be words to reveal In a phrase how i feel Have you ever heard two turtle doves Bill and coo when they love That's the kind of magic Music we make with our l

Jim doesn't ever bring me pretty flowers Jim never tries to cheer my lonely hours Don't know why I'm so crazy for Jim Jim never tells me I'm his heart's desire I never seem to set his love afire Gone are the years I've wasted on him Sometimes when I