A E Gbm7 a long, long time ago, Bm D Gbm E I can still remember how that music used to make me smile A E Gbm7 And I know if I had my chance, Bm D That I could make those people dance Gbm D E and maybe they'd be happy for a while Gbm Bm Gbm Bm But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver D A Bm D E Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step A E Gbm Bm7 E I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride A E Gbm Something touched me deep inside D E7 A D A The day the music died Chorus A D A E So bye, bye Miss American Pie A D A E Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry A D A E And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Gbm B7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Gbm E7 this will be the day that I die VERSGb A Bm Did you write the book of love D Bm Gbm E And do you have faith in god above, if the bible tells you so? A E Gbm Do you believe in rock and roll Bm7 D Can music save your mortal soul and can Gbm B7 E you teach me how to dance real slow? Gbm E Well I know that you're in love with him Gbm E 'cuz I saw you dancin' in the gym D A B7 You both kicked off your shoes, D E7 man I dig those rhythm and blues A E Gbm I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck with a Bm D pink carnation and a pickup truck A E Gbm D But I knew I was out of luck the day E7 A D A the music died, I started singin' Chorus A D A E So bye, bye Miss American Pie A D A E Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry A D A E And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Gbm B7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Gbm E7 this will be the day that I die VERSGb A Bm Now for ten years we've been on our own, D Bm and moss grows fat on a rolling stone Gbm E but that's not how it used to be A E Gbm When the jester sang for the king and queen Bm7 D in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in Gbm B7 E a voice that came from you and me Gbm E And while the king was looking down, Gbm E the jester stole his thorny crown D A B7 D E7 The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned A E Gbm And while Lenin read a book on Marx, Bm D the quartet practiced in the park A E Gbm And we sang dirges in the dark the D E7 A D A day the music died, we were singin' Chorus A D A E So bye, bye Miss American Pie A D A E Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry A D A E And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Gbm B7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Gbm E7 this will be the day that I die VERSGb A Bm Helter skelter in a summer swelter D Bm the birds flew off with a fallout shelter, Gbm E eight miles high and fallin' fast A E Gbm It landed foul on the grass Bm7 D the players tried for a forward pass, Gbm B7 E with the jester on the sidelines in a cast Gbm E Now at halftime there was sweet perfume, Gbm E while sergeants played a marching tune D A B7 D E7 We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance A E Gbm 'Cuz the players tried to take the field, Bm D the marching band refused to yield A E Gbm Do you recall what was the feel the D E7 A D A day the music died, we started singin' Chorus A D A E So bye, bye Miss American Pie A D A E Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry A D A E And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Gbm B7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Gbm E7 this will be the day that I die VERSGb A Bm And there we were all in one place, D Bm Gbm E a generation lost in space, with no time left to start again A E Gbm So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Bm7 D Jack Flash sat on a candle Gbm B7 E stick, 'cuz fire is the devil's only friend Gbm E And as I watched him on the stage, Gbm E my hands were clenched in fists of rage D A B7 D E7 No angel born in Hell could bread that Satan's spell A E Gbm And as the flames climbed high into the night to Bm D light the sacrificial rite A E Gbm D I saw Satan laughing with delight the day the E7 A D A music died, he was singin' Chorus A D A E So bye, bye Miss American Pie A D A E Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry A D A E And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Gbm B7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Gbm E7 this will be the day that I die LAST VERSGb A E Gbm I met a girl who sang the blues Bm D And I asked her for some happy news, Gbm E but she just smiled and turned away A E Gbm I went down to the sacred store Bm D Where I'd heard the music years before, Gbm D but the man there said the music E wouldn't play Gbm Bm But in the streets the children screamed, Gbm Bm the lovers cried and the poets dreamed D A Bm D E But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken A E Gbm And the three men I admire most, Bm7 D E7 the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost A E Gbm They caught the last train for the coast the Bm7 E7 A day the music died, E7 And they were singin' FINAL Chorus A D A E So bye, bye Miss American Pie A D A E Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry A D A E And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye D E7 A D A Singin' this will be the day that I die.
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