(Don McLean)
Long, long time ago
Oh I can still remember
How the music used to make me smile
'N we knew if we got a chance
That we could make the people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But February made us shiver
With every paper we delivered
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't face one more step
Oh I can't remember if I cried
When they told me about his widowed bride
But something touched me here inside
The day the music died
Or did it