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,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.
Ach ja: Eine vÃ¶llig andere Perspektive auf das Geschehene boten natÃ¼rlich die Ã¤rzte mit „Buddy Hollys Brille„.