It's five to twelve and almost time for one more rendezvous At Mockingbird turn left, and go down Lemmon avenue And pa**ing Lomo Alto drive, veer right in Turtle Creek Continue on down Cedar Springs, you'll soon cross Live Oak street You're coming into Main Street and the crowd begins to roar You smile at many people that you've never seen before You keep on gliding down that street across my memory Down in Dealey Plaza back in 1963 Heard somebody singing, soft and low Heard somebody talking on the radio Don't know why it happened Don't know why Only know a little bit of magic died On the day you took that final ride On that day a little bit of magic died You waved at many people that you'd never seen before You smiled at many people but you don't smile anymore Turn right in Houston, left in Elm Street can't you see the sign? It's almost half-past twelve in Dallas, central standard time At one o'clock they told you something you already knew Riding right beside him on that autumn rendezvous The doctor saw your hands were cupped, your bright pink suit was stained The doctor said you gave him pieces of your husband's brain Heard somebody singing, soft and low Heard somebody talking on the radio Don't know why it happened Don't know why Only know a little bit of magic died On the day you took that final ride On that day a little bit of magic died You keep on gliding down that street across my memory The twenty second of November 1963 You smiled at many people but you don't smile anymore A little bit of magic died in 1994