Bb F Gm7 a long, long time ago, Cm Eb Gm F I can still remember how that music used to make me smile Bb F Gm7 And I know if I had my chance, Cm Eb That I could make those people dance Gm Eb F and maybe they'd be happy for a while Gm Cm Gm Cm But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver Eb Bb Cm Eb F Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step Bb F Gm Cm7 F I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride Bb F Gm Something touched me deep inside Eb F7 Bb Eb Bb The day the music died Chorus Bb Eb Bb F So bye, bye Miss American Pie Bb Eb Bb F Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry Bb Eb Bb F And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Gm C7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Gm F7 this will be the day that I die VERSG Bb Cm Did you write the book of love Eb Cm Gm F And do you have faith in god above, if the bible tells you so? Bb F Gm Do you believe in rock and roll Cm7 Eb Can music save your mortal soul and can Gm C7 F you teach me how to dance real slow? Gm F Well I know that you're in love with him Gm F 'cuz I saw you dancin' in the gym Eb Bb C7 You both kicked off your shoes, Eb F7 man I dig those rhythm and blues Bb F Gm I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck with a Cm Eb pink carnation and a pickup truck Bb F Gm Eb But I knew I was out of luck the day F7 Bb Eb Bb the music died, I started singin' Chorus Bb Eb Bb F So bye, bye Miss American Pie Bb Eb Bb F Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry Bb Eb Bb F And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Gm C7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Gm F7 this will be the day that I die VERSG Bb Cm Now for ten years we've been on our own, Eb Cm and moss grows fat on a rolling stone Gm F but that's not how it used to be Bb F Gm When the jester sang for the king and queen Cm7 Eb in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in Gm C7 F a voice that came from you and me Gm F And while the king was looking down, Gm F the jester stole his thorny crown Eb Bb C7 Eb F7 The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned Bb F Gm And while Lenin read a book on Marx, Cm Eb the quartet practiced in the park Bb F Gm And we sang dirges in the dark the Eb F7 Bb Eb Bb day the music died, we were singin' Chorus Bb Eb Bb F So bye, bye Miss American Pie Bb Eb Bb F Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry Bb Eb Bb F And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Gm C7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Gm F7 this will be the day that I die VERSG Bb Cm Helter skelter in a summer swelter Eb Cm the birds flew off with a fallout shelter, Gm F eight miles high and fallin' fast Bb F Gm It landed foul on the grass Cm7 Eb the players tried for a forward pass, Gm C7 F with the jester on the sidelines in a cast Gm F Now at halftime there was sweet perfume, Gm F while sergeants played a marching tune Eb Bb C7 Eb F7 We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance Bb F Gm 'Cuz the players tried to take the field, Cm Eb the marching band refused to yield Bb F Gm Do you recall what was the feel the Eb F7 Bb Eb Bb day the music died, we started singin' Chorus Bb Eb Bb F So bye, bye Miss American Pie Bb Eb Bb F Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry Bb Eb Bb F And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Gm C7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Gm F7 this will be the day that I die VERSG Bb Cm And there we were all in one place, Eb Cm Gm F a generation lost in space, with no time left to start again Bb F Gm So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Cm7 Eb Jack Flash sat on a candle Gm C7 F stick, 'cuz fire is the devil's only friend Gm F And as I watched him on the stage, Gm F my hands were clenched in fists of rage Eb Bb C7 Eb F7 No angel born in Hell could bread that Satan's spell Bb F Gm And as the flames climbed high into the night to Cm Eb light the sacrificial rite Bb F Gm Eb I saw Satan laughing with delight the day the F7 Bb Eb Bb music died, he was singin' Chorus Bb Eb Bb F So bye, bye Miss American Pie Bb Eb Bb F Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry Bb Eb Bb F And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Gm C7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Gm F7 this will be the day that I die LAST VERSG Bb F Gm I met a girl who sang the blues Cm Eb And I asked her for some happy news, Gm F but she just smiled and turned away Bb F Gm I went down to the sacred store Cm Eb Where I'd heard the music years before, Gm Eb but the man there said the music F wouldn't play Gm Cm But in the streets the children screamed, Gm Cm the lovers cried and the poets dreamed Eb Bb Cm Eb F But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken Bb F Gm And the three men I admire most, Cm7 Eb F7 the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost Bb F Gm They caught the last train for the coast the Cm7 F7 Bb day the music died, F7 And they were singin' FINAL Chorus Bb Eb Bb F So bye, bye Miss American Pie Bb Eb Bb F Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry Bb Eb Bb F And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Eb F7 Bb Eb Bb Singin' this will be the day that I die.
