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A long long time ago...
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance
and maybe they'd be happy for a while.
But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep. I couldn't take one more step.
I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside The day the music died.
So bye-bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the
levee was dry Them good ol'boys were drinkin whiskey and rye Singing
"This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die."
Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so ? Now do you believe in rock 'n roll ?
Can music save your mortal soul ? And can you teach me how to dance real slow ?
Well I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes Man I dig those rhythm 'n'blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin'buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died
I started singing...
So bye-bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the
levee was dry Them good ol'boys were drinkin whiskey and rye Singing
"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 fat 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 court room 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.
We were singing...
So bye-bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the
levee was dry Them good ol'boys were drinkin whiskey and rye Singing
"This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die."
Helter skelter in the summer swelter The birds flew off with the fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast__ It landed foul on 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 sergeants played a marching tune
we all got up to dance___ Oh but we never got 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 ?
We started singing
So bye-bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the
levee was dry Them good ol'boys were drinkin whiskey and rye Singing
"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 candlestick. '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
He was singing...
So bye-bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the
levee was dry Them good ol'boys were drinkin whiskey and rye Singing
"This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die."
I met a girl who sang the blues
I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store. Where I'd 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 Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died
And they were singing :
So bye-bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the
levee was dry Them good ol'boys were drinkin whiskey and rye Singing
"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 levee but the
levee was dry Them good ol'boys were drinkin whiskey and rye Singing
"This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die."
this'll be the day that I die
