American Pie

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
 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 ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing...
 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 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 dancing 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 singing, bye bye Miss American Pie
 Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
 Them good ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing...
 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 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 looking down the Jester stole his thorny crown
 The courtroom was adjourned - no verdict was returned
 And, while Lenin read a book on 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 ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing...
 This'll be the day that I die
 This'll be the day that I die
 Healter Skealter in the summer swelter - the Birds flew off with a fallout shelter
 Eight Miles High and falling fast
 It landed foul on the grass
 The players tried for a forward pass with the Jester on the sidelines in a cast
 Now, the halftime 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 ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing...
 This'll be the day that I die
 This'll be the day that I die
 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
 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
 He was singing, bye bye Miss American Pie
 Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
 Them good ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing...
 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
 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 wouldn't play
 And, in the streets the children screamed, the lover's 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 ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing...
 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 ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing...
 This'll be the day that I die