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 happy fellow
Try to remember, and if you remember
Then follow (follow), follow (follow)
Try to remember when life was so tender
That no one had wept, except the willow
Try to remember when life was so tender
That dreams were kept beside your pillow
And deep in December it's nice to remember
The fire of September that made us mellow
Try to remember, and if you remember
Then follow (follow), follow (follow)