Illinois Jacquet
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:
- The Complete Illinois Jacquet Sessions 1945-50
- The Chronological Classics: Illinois Jacquet 1945-1946
- Classic Jazz Sax
- Jazz Saxophone
- Good Time Blues - The Ultimate Tenor Sax Collection
- Cool Jazz Essentials
- The Jazz Saxophone Masters, Vol. 2
- Tenor Giants
- Cool Sax In the City, Vol. One
- Another Lazy Sunday - Volume Four
- Cafe Jazz 2 - Smooth Grooves, Vol 1
- Late Nights & Cool Jazz
- Jazz Ballads: Tenor Giants
- 20 Shades of Jazz, Vol. 141
- The Masters of Jazz: 33 Best of Jack Teagarden & Illinois...
- Illinois Jacquet Selected Hits
- Illinois Jacquet Selected Favorites Volume 2
- Illinois Jacquet: The Ultimate Collection
- Quality Time, Vol. 2 (Finest Jazz Selection for Erotic...
- Jazz Foundations, Vol. 31: Illinois Jacquet