G D/F# Em
A long, long time ago
Am C
I can still remember
Em D add4 add2
How that music used to make me smile
G D/F# Em
And I knew if I had my chance
Am C
That I could make those people dance
Em C D add4 add2
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/F# Em
I can't remember if I cried
C D
When I read about his widowed bride
G D/F# Em
But, something touched me deep inside
C D G (pause)
The day the music died
G C G D
So, bye bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Em A
Singin', this'll be the day that I die
Em D add2 add4 add2
This'll be the day that I die
G Am
Did you write the book of love
C Am
And do you have faith in God above?
Em D
If the Bible tells you so
G D/F# Em
Do you believe in Rock and Roll
Am C
Can music save your mortal soul
Em A D
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Em D
Well, I know that you're in love with him
Em D
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 D/F# Em
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
Am C
With a pink carnation and a pick-up truck
G D/F# Em
But I knew I was out of luck
C D G C G D
The day the music died - I started singin'
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
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 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 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 - we were singin'
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
Singin', this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
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
Oh 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 - we were singin'
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
Singin', this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Oh, 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
Oh, 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 - we were singin'
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
Singin', this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
(same as 1st verse, except slower)
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'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 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 levee, but the levee 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 - they were singin'
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
C D G C G
Singin', this'll be the day that I die...
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