February 3, 1959

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 Id deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn't take one more step.

I cant remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.