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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 September made me shiver
With every song I'd deliver
Bad news on the frontpage

I couldn't take one more change

I can't remember if I cried
When I read about our coming night
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died

So bye-bye, paramour Spotify
Drove your files to the trash, and the trash was dry
And them good old boys were thinkin' risky and lie
Singin' "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"