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LYRICS IN DESCRIPTION
A personal recollection of the horrific assassination of the World's first media politician, the charismatic John Fitzgerald Kennedy. Recounted by Grimsby band, The Haycroft.
#22 Most Discussed -- (Music) 17th November 2011
THE ASSASSINATION OF J.F.K
I remember that cold November evening
Snow dusting lightly on the ground
I Can still bring to mind that awful feeling
The King of Camelot had been downed
The King of Camelot had been downed
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I remember that black and white transmission
Via Telstar, 5000 miles away
Stunned and cold, we just listened
The King of Camelot He'd died that day
The King of Camelot He'd died that day
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I never got to sleep that night time
Something nagging at my soul
How could someone so good and so fine
Be silenced by a madman's goal
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So nearly 50 years have passed, but to me
It all seems so recently
Although time has dulled the shock of it all
There are better days that I can recall
There are better days that I can recall
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And he was so outspoken
Let us never negotiate out of fear
He will never be forgotten
That Eternal Flame burns year after year
The King of Camelot is dead
The King of Camelot is dead
The King of Camelot he died that day
LYRICS IN DESCRIPTION
A personal recollection of the horrific assassination of the World's first media politician, the charismatic John Fitzgerald Kennedy. Recounted by Grimsby band, The Haycroft.
#22 Most Discussed -- (Music) 17th November 2011
THE ASSASSINATION OF J.F.K
I remember that cold November evening
Snow dusting lightly on the ground
I Can still bring to mind that awful feeling
The King of Camelot had been downed
The King of Camelot had been downed
-------------------------------------
I remember that black and white transmission
Via Telstar, 5000 miles away
Stunned and cold, we just listened
The King of Camelot He'd died that day
The King of Camelot He'd died that day
--------------------------------------
I never got to sleep that night time
Something nagging at my soul
How could someone so good and so fine
Be silenced by a madman's goal
--------------------------------------
So nearly 50 years have passed, but to me
It all seems so recently
Although time has dulled the shock of it all
There are better days that I can recall
There are better days that I can recall
-----------------------------------------
And he was so outspoken
Let us never negotiate out of fear
He will never be forgotten
That Eternal Flame burns year after year
The King of Camelot is dead
The King of Camelot is dead
The King of Camelot he died that day










