American Pie: Don McLean 019 - 2
A long, long,
time ago
I can still
remember how that music used to make me smile
G D Em Am
C
And I knew if
I had my chance That I could make those people dance
Em
A7 D Em Am
And maybe
they’d be happy for a while But
February made me shiver
With every
paper I delivered
Bad news on
the doorstep, I couldn’t take one more step
G D Em Am D
I can’t
remember if I cried When I read about his
widowed bride
G
D Em C D G
But something
touched me deep inside the day the music died So
Bye, bye,
Miss American Pie, Drove my Chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry
G C
G D
Them good old
boys drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Em A7 Em D7
Singin’
this’ll be the day that I die This’ll
be the day that I die
G Am C Am
Did you write
the book of love And do you
have faith in God above
If the bible
tells you so
G
D Em
Now, do you
believe in Rock’n’Roll?
Am
C Em A7 D
Can music
save your mortal soul?And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Em Am
Well, I know
that you’re in love with him
Em Am
‘Cause I saw
you dancin’ in the gym
C
G A7
You both
kicked off your shoes
C D
Man, I dig
those rhythm and blues
G
D Em
I was a
lonely teen-aged broncin’ buck
Am C
With a pink
carnation and a pick up truck
G D Em C
D G
But I knew I
was out of luck The day the music
died We started singin’
Chorus:
And moss grows flat out 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
In a voice that came from you and me
Oh and while the King was lookin’ 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 parks
And we sang durgess in the dark
The day the music died We were singin’ Chorus:
Helter Skelter in summer swelter
The birds flew off in a fall out 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 sideline in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sargeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance 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 were singin’ Chorus:
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
spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial right
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singin’ Chorus:
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
And 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 admired most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost