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52 Weeks In Song

A picture a week for 52 weeks based on the lyrics of the song American Pie by Don McLean. Flickr group started in 2011 by Riyazi. All of my photos are also posted on my Flickr photostream.

American Pie

1. A long, long time ago
2. I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
3. And I knew if I had my chance, that I could make those people dance
4. And, maybe, they’d be {happy} for a while
5. But February made me shiver
6. With every {paper} I’d deliver
7. Bad news on the doorstep; I couldn’t take one more step
8. I can’t remember if I cried, when I read about his widowed bride
9. But something touched me deep inside
10. The day the music died
11. Did you write the book of love?
12. And do you have faith in God above, if the Bible tells you so?
13. Do you believe in rock ‘n roll?
14. Can music save your {mortal soul}?
15. And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
16. Well, I know that you’re in love with him ‘cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym
17. You both kicked off your shoes
18. Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
19. I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
20. With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
21. {But I knew I was out of luck} the day the music died
22. Now for ten years we’ve been on our own
23. And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone, but that’s not how it used to be
24. When the jester sang for the king and queen
25. In a coat he borrowed from {James Dean}
26. And a voice that came from you and me
27. Oh, and while the king was looking down, the jester stole his thorny crown
28. The courtroom was adjourned; no verdict was returned
29. And while Lennon read a book of Marx
30. The quartet practiced in the park
31. {And we sang dirges in the dark} the day the music died
32. Helter skelter in a summer swelter
33. The birds flew off with a fallout shelter, eight miles high and falling fast. It landed foul on the grass.
34. The players tried for a forward pass, with the jester on the sidelines in a cast
35. Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
36. While the sergeants played a marching tune, we all got up to dance. Oh, but we never got the chance!
37. ‘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?
38. Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space, with no time left to start again
39. So come one: jack be nimble, jack be quick! Jack flash sat on the a candlestick cause fire is the devil’s only friend.
40. Oh, and as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in fists of rage
41. No angel born in hell could break that satan’s spell
42. And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial rite, I saw satan laughing with delight, the day the music died
43. I met a girl who sang the blues and I asked her for some happy news, but she just smiled and turned away
44. I went down to the sacred store where I’d heard the music years before, but the man there said the music wouldn’t play
45. And in the streets: the children screamed, the lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
46. But not a word was spoken
47. The church bells all were broken
48. And the three men I admire most: the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, they caught the train for the coast the day the music died
49. Bye-bye, miss American pie
50. Drove my chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
51. And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
52. Singin’, “This’ll be the day that I die. This’ll be the day that I die.”
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