G D/F# Em7 A long, long time agoAm C Em D I can still remember how that music used to make me smileG D/F# Em7 And I knew if I had my chanceAm C Em C D That I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a whileEm Am Em Am But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliverC G/B Am C D Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more stepG D/F# Em Am7 D I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed brideG D/F# Em Something touched me deep insideC D7 G The day the music died [Chorus]G C G D So bye, bye Miss American PieG C G D Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeEm* A7* Em* D7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die [Verse 2]G Am Did you write the book of loveC Am Em D And do you have faith in God above, if the bible tells you so?G D/F# Em Do you believe in rock and rollAm7 C Em A7 D Can music save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to dance real slow?Em* D* Em* D* Well I know that you're in love with him 'cuz I saw you dancin' in the gymC G/B Am C D7 You both kicked off your shoes, man I dig those rhythm and bluesG D/F# Em Am C I was a lonely teenage bronckin' buck with a pink carnation and a pickup truckG D/F# Em C D7 G C G D But I knew I was out of luck the day the music died, I started singin' [Chorus]G C G D Bye, bye Miss American PieG C G D Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeEm* A7* Em* D7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die [Verse 3]G Am Now for ten years we've been on our ownC Am Em D and moss grows fat on a rolling stone but that's not how it used to beG D/F# Em When the jester sang for the king and queenAm7 C Em A7 D in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in a voice that came from you and meEm* D* Em* D* Oh, and while the king was looking down, the jester stole his thorny crownC G/B A7 C D7 The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returnedG D/F# Em Am C And while Lennin read a book on Marx, the quartet practiced in the parkG D/F# Em C D7 G C G D And we sang dirges in the dark the day the music died, we were singin' [Chorus]G C G D Bye, bye Miss American PieG C G D Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeEm* A7* Em* D7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die [Verse 4]G Am Helter skelter in a summer swelterC Am Em D the birds flew off with a fallout shelter, eight miles high and fallin' fastG D/F# Em It landed foul on the grassAm7 C Em A7 D the players tried for a forward pass, with the jester on the sidelines in a castEm* D* Em* D* Now the half-time air was sweet perfume, while sergeants played a marching tuneC G/B A7 C D7 We all got up to dance, but we never got the chanceG D/F# Em Am Cm C 'Cuz the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yieldG D/F# Em C D7 G C G D Do you recall what was revealed the day the music died, we started singin' [Chorus]G C G D Bye, bye Miss American PieG C G D Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeEm* A7* Em* D7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die [Verse 5]G Am And there we were all in one placeC Am Em D a generation lost in space, with no time left to start againG D/F# Em Am7 C So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candleEm A7 D stick, 'cuz fire is the devil's only friendEm* D* Em* D* And as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in fists of rageC G/B A7 C D7 No angel born in Hell could break that Satan's spellG D/F# Em Am C And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial riteG D/F# Em C D7 G C G D I saw Satan laughing with delight the day the music died, he was singin' [Chorus]G C G D Bye, bye Miss American PieG C G D Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeEm* A7* Em* D7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die [Verse 6]G D/F# Em I met a girl who sang the bluesAm C Em D And I asked her for some happy news, but she just smiled and turned awayG D/F# Em I went down to the sacred storeAm C Em C Where I'd heard the music years before, but the man there said the musicD wouldn't playEm* Am* Em* Am* But in the streets the children screamed, the lovers cried and the poets dreamedC G/B Am C D But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were brokenG D/F# Em Am7 C D7 And the three men I admire most, the Father, Son, and the Holy GhostG D/F# Em C D7 G They caught the last train for the coast the day the music died, N.C. And they were singin' [Chorus]G C G D Bye, bye Miss American PieG C G D Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeEm* A7* Em* D7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I dieG C G D They were singin' bye, bye Miss American PieG C G D Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeC D7 G C G Singin' this will be the day that I die
American Pie
Don McLean
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