Post by me on Nov 3, 2010 19:24:10 GMT -5
A long long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me feel....I knew if I had the chance, that I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a while....but Feburary made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver...bad news on the door step....I couldn't take one more step. I remember how she cried when I read read about his widowed bride, and something touched me deep inside...the day...the music died....and they were singing, Bye, bye Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry.....and good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye singing this'll be the day that I die.....This'll be the day that I die.....
