..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 mayde they'd be happy for a while,
But February made me shiver,
with ev'ry paper I'd deliver,
Bad news on the dooretep,
I couldn't take one more step.
I can't remember if I cried,
When I read about his windowed 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 ole 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 and roll.
Can music
save your moral 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.
Ooh I was a lonely teenage
broncin' buck.
With a pink carnation
and a pick-up truck.
But I knew I was out of luch
the day the music died.
I started singin'
.Bye bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
but the levee was dry.
Then good ole 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.
And that came from you and me.
Oh...and while the king
was looking down.
The jester stole his
thorny crown.
The court room was adjourned.
No verdict was returned.
And while Lennin read a book on Mark.
The quartet practised 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.
Then good ole boys
were drinkin' whiskey and rye.
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die..
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 mayde they'd be happy for a while,
But February made me shiver,
with ev'ry paper I'd deliver,
Bad news on the dooretep,
I couldn't take one more step.
I can't remember if I cried,
When I read about his windowed 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 ole 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 and roll.
Can music
save your moral 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.
Ooh I was a lonely teenage
broncin' buck.
With a pink carnation
and a pick-up truck.
But I knew I was out of luch
the day the music died.
I started singin'
.Bye bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
but the levee was dry.
Then good ole 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.
And that came from you and me.
Oh...and while the king
was looking down.
The jester stole his
thorny crown.
The court room was adjourned.
No verdict was returned.
And while Lennin read a book on Mark.
The quartet practised 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.
Then good ole boys
were drinkin' whiskey and rye.
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die..
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