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..."
I wrote a paper on this song when I was in college. Don't remember a whole lot about the paper, but the class was great fun. It was about songs of our past. The three musicians Don McLean sings about were amazing awesome performers. I loved their music, even if the songsters died before I was born.
Buddy Holly was one of my very favorites. I know a good many of his tunes by heart. Ritchie Valens was another who sang darn good toe stepping lyrics. Then, there is The Big Bopper. Wow, did he have terrific pipes! Dancing and singing these songs brings their talent to the surface once more. So thankful for what they gave and so sad their lives were cut short in the crash that killed them.
"Who's that I see walkin in these woods?
Why it's Little Red Ridin' Hood
Hey there Little Red Riding Hood
You sure are lookin' good
You're everything a big bad wolf could want
Listen to me, Little Red Ridin' Hood
I don't think little big girls should
Go walkin' in these spooky old woods alone..."