Song Lyrics
Won t you lie down with me right here, the sun s not so hot in the sky today, i don t know
i kissed the girl at a football game
In this september grass, september grass, in this september grass
a few more geese are gone
oh the memory is like the sweetest pain
Won t you lie down with me now, i was never the same, oh the memory is like the sweetest pain
Hope you don t mind if i pour you some, the sun s not so hot in the sky today
So i ll be king and you ll be queen, i can still smell the sweat and the grass stains
A few more leaves turning red, september grass, that s you and me
and you know i can see summertime slipping on away
Won t you lie down with me now, made that much sweeter by the winter to come
But that was a long time ago, in this september grass, a few more leaves turning red
do you see those ants dancing on a blade of grass
Won t you lie down here right now, do you see those ants dancing on a blade of grass
I can still smell the sweat and the grass stains, i was never the same, won t you lie down here right now
in this september grass
do you see those ants dancing on a blade of grass
Won t you lie down with me now, so i ll be king and you ll be queen, won t you lie down with me right here
So i ll be king and you ll be queen, but the grass is as soft as a feather in a featherbed
Do you know what i know, it goes down easy like apple wine, and you know i can see summertime slipping on away
Do you know what i know, oh the memory is like the sweetest pain, won t you lie down with me now
we walked home together
We re so small and the world s so vast, do you know what i know
But the grass is as soft as a feather in a featherbed, do you see those ants dancing on a blade of grass James, hope you don t mind if i pour you some
I was never the same, won t you lie down with me now
I don t know, won t you lie down with me now
But that was a long time ago, we re so small and the world s so vast
It goes down easy like apple wine, september grass
That s you and me, we re so small and the world s so vast Grass, do you know what i know