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| American Pie 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'll be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I 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 struck me deep inside The day the music died So
(Refrain) Bye, bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levvy But the levvy was dry Them good ol' boys were drinking Whiskey and rye Singing this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I dieDid you write the Book of Love And do you believe in God above If the Bible tells you so Do you believe in rock n' roll Can music save your mortal soul 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 and blues! I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pick-up truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' (Refrain) Now for ten years we've been on our own And moss gross 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 his book of Marx The quartet practised in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin' (Refrain) Helter Skelter, in summer swelter The birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed with a foul 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 a 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 singin' (Refrain) 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 the candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fisted 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'(Refrain) 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 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 singing (Refrain) They were singing Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levvy But the levvy was dry Them good ol' boys were drinking Whiskey and rye Singing this'll be the day that I die
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