G D/F# Em A long long time ago...Am C I can still rememberEm D (D4 D D9 D) How that music used to make me smileG D/F# Em And I knew if I had my chanceAm C That I could make those people danceEm C D And maybe they'd be happy for a whileEm Am But february made me shiverEm Am With every paper I'd deliver.C E7m/B Am Bad news on the doorstepC D I couldn't take one more stepG D/F# Em I can't remember if I criedAm C When I read about his widowed brideG D/F# Em But something touched me deep insideC D G The day the music diedG C G D So bye-bye miss american pieG C Drove my chevy to the leveeG D But the levee was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeEm A7 Singin' this'll be the day that I dieEm D (D9 D D4 D D9 D) This'll be the day that I dieG D/F# Em Did you write the book of loveAm C And do you have faith in God aboveEm D (D4 D D9 D) If the Bible tells you so?G D/F# Em Have you believe in rock 'n rollAm C Can music save your mortal soulEm C D And can you teach me how to dance real slow?Em D Well I know that you're in love with himEm D `cause I saw you dancin' in the gymC E7m/B Am You both kicked off your shoeC D Man I dig those rhythm and bluesG D/F# Em I was a lonely teenage broncin' buckAm C With a pink carnation and a pickup truckG D/F# Em But I knew I was out of luckC D G The day the music died I started singin'G C G D Bye-bye miss american pieG C Drove my chevy to the leveeG D But the levee was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeEm A7 Singin' this'll be the day that I dieEm D (D9 D D4 D D9 D) This'll be the day that I dieG D/F# Em Now for ten years we've been on our ownAm C And moss grows fat on a rollin' stoneEm D (D4 D D9 D) But that's not how it used to beG D/F# Em When the jester sang for the king and queenAm C In a coat he borrowed from james deanEm Am D And a voice that came from you and meEm D Oh and while the king was looking downEm D The jester stole his thorny crownC E7m/B Am The courtroom was adjournedC D No verdict was returnedG D/F# Em And while lenin read a book of marxAm C The quartet practiced in the parkG D/F# Em And we sang dirges in the darkC D G The day the music died We were singingG C G D Bye-bye miss american pieG C Drove my chevy to the leveeG D But the levee was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeEm A7 Singin' this'll be the day that I dieEm D (D9 D D4 D D9 D) This'll be the day that I dieG D/F# Em Helter skelter in a summer swelterAm C The birds flew off with a fallout shelterEm D Eight miles high and falling fastG D/F# Em It landed foul on the grassAm C The players tried for a forward passEm Am D With the jester on the sidelines in a castEm D Now the half-time air was sweet perfumeEm D While the sergeants played a marching tuneC E7m/B Am We all got up to danceC D Oh but we never got the chance!G D/F# Em `cause the players tried to take the fieldAm C The marching band refused to yieldG D/F# Em Do you recall what was revealedC D G The day the music died? We started singingG C G D Bye-bye miss american pieG C Drove my chevy to the leveeG D But the levee was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeEm A7 Singin' this'll be the day that I dieEm D (D9 D D4 D D9 D) This'll be the day that I dieG D/F# Em Oh and there we were all in one placeAm C A generation lost in spaceEm D (D4 D D9 D) With no time left to start againG D/F# Em So come on: jack be nimble jack be quick!Am C Jack flash sat on a candlestickEm Am D Cause fire is the devil's only friendEm D Oh and as I watched him on the stageEm D My hands were clenched in fists of rageC E7m/B Am No angel born in hellC D Could break that satan's spellG D/F# Em And as the flames climbed high into the nightAm C To light the sacrificial riteG D/F# Em I saw satan laughing with delightC D G The day the music died He was singingG C G D Bye-bye miss american pieG C Drove my chevy to the leveeG D But the levee was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeEm A7 Singin' this'll be the day that I dieEm D This'll be the day that I dieG D/F# Em I met a girl who sang the bluesAm C And I asked her for some happy newsEm D (D4 D D9 D) But she just smiled and turned awayG D/F# Em I went down to the sacred storeAm C Where I'd heard the music years beforeEm Am D But the man there said the music wouldn'd playEm D And in the streets: the children screamedEm D The lovers cried and the poets dreamedC E7m/B Am But not a word was spokenC D The church bells all were brokenG D/F# Em And the three men I admire mostAm C The father son and the holy ghostG D/F# Em They caught the last train for the coastC D G The day the music died And they were singingG C G D Bye-bye miss american pieG C Drove my chevy to the leveeG D But the levee was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeEm A7 Singin' this'll be the day that I dieEm D (D9 D D4 D D9 D This'll be the day that I die They were singingG C G D Bye-bye miss american pieG C Drove my chevy to the leveeG D But the levee was dryG C G D Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeC D G C G Singin' This'll be the day that I d--i--e!!
American Pie
Don McLean
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