So Dear To My Heart

So dear to my heart
That September-y day
When that old shady lane we strolled
Was just turning scarlet and gold
So dear to my heart

So dear to my heart
That December-y day
When the first touch of frost and snow
Had painted each tree in the road
So dear to my heart
(So dear to my heart)

I still can picture he flowers in the showers
And that picnic in July
And I still treasure each and ev'ry hour
Of those years that had to fly

They're locked in my heart
In a corner apart
While I tenderly hold the key
As long as I live they will be
So dear to my heart.
(Aah-aah-aah-aah-aah)