Tony Bennett

By Andrew R. Duckworth

There was a music back then
And it’s been lost since
A great one took flight
Among the birds in the sky,
A music back then, I say,
In the sharpest time of day
When the notes came out to play,
A music back then.
I saw that suited charm,
The last of his kind
snapping right along side
That big bass.
There was a music back then
And it won’t leave my head,
A sure sweet memory of happy days.
There was a music back then,
The best that ever rang,
That melted the trouble away.