September - Corb Lund
Stay with me through September
Summer didn't last
And there ain't nobody in New York City
Could need you half as bad
Stay with me through September
The nights are gettin' cold
Old Man Winter's gonna be here soon
And the cattle still ain't sold
Stay with me through September
Yeah I know there ain't much to do
And I guess I did my share
Of starving in the city
I was young once too
I can picture how you're livin'
In a tiny fourth floor flat
There's times that a thousand acres
And the Rocky Mountains
Can't compete with that
Stay with me through September
I know the flight's already booked
But I couldn't let you go
And leave it like this
Without giving it a second look
Stay with me through September
The pace is kinda slow
And there ain't much glamour
On the old back quarter
Babe I guess I gotta let you go
I can picture how you're livin'
In a tiny fourth floor flat
Guess there's times that a thousand acres
And the Rocky Mountains
Can't compete with that
Stay with me through September
Summer didn't last
And there ain't nobody in New York City
Could need you half as bad
I can picture how you're livin'
In a Lower East Side flat
I guess there's times
That a thousand acres
And the Rocky Mountains
Can't compete with that
