Don McLean

Don McLean - American Pie lyrics

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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
Them 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.

Now, 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 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'
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them 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.

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 Lennon 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
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them 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.

Helter Skelter in a 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
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them 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.

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 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
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them 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.

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
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them 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.

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.
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Copyrights:

Author: Don McLean, Don Mclean

Composer: Don McLean

Publisher: EMI Records, Liberty/United Records

Details:

Released in: 1971

Language: English

Covered by: Madonna (2012) , Robby Longo (2012)

Translations: Spanish , French , Dutch

Appearing on: Legendary Songs of Don McLean (2003) , The Best of (1988) , American Pie (1971) , Solo (Live) (1976) , Starry Starry Night (2001) , Rearview Mirror (2005)

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