Don MacLean
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G D G A long, long time ago Am C Em D I can still remember how that music used to make me smile G D G And I knew if I had my chance Am C That I could make those people dance Em C D And maybe they'd be happy for awhile Em Am But, February made me shiver Em Am With every paper I'd deliver C C/B Am Bad news on the doorstep C D I couldn't take one more step G D G I can't remember if I cried C D When I read about his widowed bride G D G But, something touched me deep inside C D G C G D The day the music died G C G D So, bye bye, Miss American Pie G C G D Drove my chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry G C G D And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Em Am Singin': this'll be the day that I die Em D Thing This'll be the day that I die G G/F# Em Did you write the book of love Am C And do you have faith in God above? Em D If the Bible tells you so G G/F# Em Do you believe in Rock and Roll C D Can music save your mortal soul Em C D And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Em Am Well, I know that you're in love with him Em Am Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym C C/B Am You both kicked off your shoes C D Man, I dig those rhythm and blues G G/F# Em I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck C Am With a pink carnation and a pick-up truck G G/F# Em But I knew I was out of luck C D G C G D The day the music died So, bye bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin': this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Now for ten years we've been on our own And moss grows fast on a rolling stone But, that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen In a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lennon read a book on Marx The quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died So, bye bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin': this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Helter skelter in a summer swelter And the byrds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul in the grass The players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance But, we never had the chance 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 So, bye bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin': this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die And there we were all in one place A generation lost in space With no time left to start, again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack Flash sat on a candle stick Cause fire is the devil's only friend And as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in hell Could break that Satan's spell 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 So, bye bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin': this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Same as 1st verse I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store Where I heard the music years before But, the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets the children screamed The lovers cried and the poets dreamed But, not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The father, son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died So, bye bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin': this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die So, bye bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin': this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die... |
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