American Pie Lyrics
Created on Tuesday 30 September 2003
verses: one, two, three, four, five, six, chorus
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how the 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.
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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 moral soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Now, I know that you're in love with him
Because I saw you dancing in the gym.
You both took off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythmic blues.
I was a lonely teenage broncking buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.
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Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But that's not the way 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.
And as the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned.
No verdict was returned.
And while Lennnon read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.
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Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off their fallout shelter.
Eight miles high and falling fast.
They landed 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 the chance
Because when the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
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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,
Because fire is the Devil's only friend.
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 sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died.
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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.
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And they were singing,
Bye, bye Miss American Pie.
I drove my Chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry.
And the good old boys are drinking whisky and rye
Singing, "This'll be the day that I die"
"This'll be the day that I die."
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