American Pie

A long, long time ago I can still remember How that music used to make me smile. And I knew that if I had a chance I could make those people dance, And maybe they’d be happy for a while. 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 broken buck With a pink carnation and a pick-up truck, But I knew that I was out of luck the day the music died. I started singing Bye, bye, Miss American pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye. Singing: this will be the day when I die This will be the day when 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? And can music save your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Bye, bye, Miss American pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye. Singing: this will be the day when I die This will be the day when 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. Well, 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. Well now 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 the most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train to the coast the day the music died. Bye, bye, Miss American pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye. Singing: this will be the day when I die This will be the day when I die.