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A long long time ago
I can still remember how

that music used to make
me smile
And I knew ifl 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 ifl cried
when I read about his
widowed bride
And something touched me
deep inside

The day the music died
Bye bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levy
but the levy was dry

And them good old boys
were drinking whiskey and

rye
Did you write the book of
love
Singin' 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,
Aahh, 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 dancin'
in the gym

You both kicked off your
shoes
Man I dig those rhythm
and blues

I was a lonely teenage
bronckin' buck
I started singin'

Bye bye Miss American Pie
With a pink carnation and
a pickup truck
But I knew I was outta luck
The day the music died
I started singin'
Bye bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levy
but the levy was dry
Now for ten years we've
been on our own

And moss grows fat on a
rollin' 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
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
And while Lennon read a
book on Marx
The courtroom was
adjourned
Now a verdict was returned
And while Lennon read a
book on Marx

The court kept practice
in the park
We were singin'
Bye bye Miss American Pie
And we sang dirges in the
dark

The day the music died
We were singin' ,
Bye bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levy
but the levy was dry
Helter-skelter in the
summer swelter
The birds flew off to a
fallout shelter
Eight miles high and fallin'
fast
It landed Fell out on
Helter-skelter in the
summer swelter
The birds flew off to a
fallout shelter
Eight miles high and fallin'
fast
With the jester on the
sidelines in a cast

Now the half-time air was
sweet perfume
While sergeants played a
marching tune
With the jester on the
sidelines in a cast
Now the half-time air was
sweet perfume
Cause the players tried to
take the field

The marching band refused
to yield
We started singin'
Bye bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levy
but the levy was dry
And them good old boys
were drinking whiskey
and rye

Singin' this'll be the day that
I die
This'll be the day that I die
Whoa and there we were all
in one place
A generation lost in space
But 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

Oh and as I watched him
on the stage
My hands were clenched in
fists of rage
Cause fire is the devil's only
friend
Oh and as I watched him
on the stage
I saw Satan laughing with
delight
And as the planes climbed
high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
We were singin'
Bye bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levy
but the levy was dry
I met a girl who sang
the blues

And I asked her for some
happy news
And she just smiled
and turned away

lwent down to the sacred
store
Where I'd heard the music
years before

But the man there said
the music wouldn't play
But in the streets the
children screamed
Where I'd heard the music
years before
But the man there said
the music wouldn't play
But in the streets the
children screamed

The lovers cried and the
poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells were

all 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
And they were singin' ,
Bye bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levy
but the levy was dry
Singin' this'll be the day that
I die

This'll be the day that I die
They were singin'
Bye bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levy
but the levy was dry
And them good old boys
were drinking whiskey
and rye

Singin' this'll be the day
that I die
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Title
American Pie
Artist
Don McLean
Brand
All Hits
(34 Other Versions)
Codes
AHM10-03 AH-MAXX26-03 AHVP10-03
Genres
adult standards, classic rock, folk, folk rock, mellow gold, rock, singer-songwriter, soft rock, heartland rock