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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 February
made me shiver with every paper I delivered, bad news on the door step, 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. So...
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