Try to remember the kind of SeptemberWhen life was slow and oh, so mellowTry to remember the kind of SeptemberWhen grass was green and grain was yellowTry to remember the kind of SeptemberWhen you were a tender and callow fellowTry to remember and if you remember then followTry to remember when life was so tenderThat no one wept except the willowTry to remember when life was so tenderAnd dreams were kept beside your pillowAnd love was an ember about to billowTry to remember and if you remember then follow follow followDeep in December it's nice to rememberAlthough you know snow will followDeep in December it's nice to rememberWithout a hurt the heart is hollowDeep in December it's nice to rememberThe fire of September that made us mellowDeep in December it's nice to remember and follow