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BREAK
A long long time ago,
I can still remember how,
That music used to make me smile,
And I knew if I had my chance,
That I could make those people dance,
And maybe they'd be happy for a while,
But February made me shiver,
With every paper I'd deliver,
Bad news on the doorstep,
I couldn't take one more step,
I can't remember if I cried,
When I read about his widowed bride,
Something touched me deep inside,
The day the music died,
So,
Bye bye Miss American Pie,
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry,
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye,
Singin' this'll be the day that I die,
This'll be the day that I die,