[Alumni-chat] Lyrics

Matthew Baya matt at baya.net
Fri Feb 22 17:11:56 EST 2008


Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?


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