American Pie
Lyric & Song by : Don Mclean

    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
    but 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
    Then good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
    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, do you believe in rock and 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 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 singin' (repeat *)

    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 the jester stole his thorny crown
    The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned
    And while Lenin read a book of Marx the quartet practiced in the park
    And we sang dirges in the dark , the day the music died
    We were singing (repeat*)

    Helter Skelter in the summer swelter the Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter
    Eight miles high and falling fast, it landed foul out on the grass
    The players tried for a forward pass with the jester on the sidelines in a cast
    Now the half - time air was sweet perfume
    While the 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 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
    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 sacrifical rite, I saw Satan laughing with delight,
    The day the music died,
    he was singing 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 woudn'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 singing They were singing Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
    Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
    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

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