F C Dm7 a long, long time ago, Gm Bb Dm C I can still remember how that music used to make me smile F C Dm7 And I know if I had my chance, Gm Bb That I could make those people dance Dm Bb C and maybe they'd be happy for a while Dm Gm Dm Gm But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver Bb F Gm Bb C Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step F C Dm Gm7 C I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride F C Dm Something touched me deep inside Bb C7 F Bb F The day the music died Chorus F Bb F C So bye, bye Miss American Pie F Bb F C Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry F Bb F C And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Dm G7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Dm C7 this will be the day that I die VERSD F Gm Did you write the book of love Bb Gm Dm C And do you have faith in god above, if the bible tells you so? F C Dm Do you believe in rock and roll Gm7 Bb Can music save your mortal soul and can Dm G7 C you teach me how to dance real slow? Dm C Well I know that you're in love with him Dm C 'cuz I saw you dancin' in the gym Bb F G7 You both kicked off your shoes, Bb C7 man I dig those rhythm and blues F C Dm I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck with a Gm Bb pink carnation and a pickup truck F C Dm Bb But I knew I was out of luck the day C7 F Bb F the music died, I started singin' Chorus F Bb F C So bye, bye Miss American Pie F Bb F C Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry F Bb F C And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Dm G7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Dm C7 this will be the day that I die VERSD F Gm Now for ten years we've been on our own, Bb Gm and moss grows fat on a rolling stone Dm C but that's not how it used to be F C Dm When the jester sang for the king and queen Gm7 Bb in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in Dm G7 C a voice that came from you and me Dm C And while the king was looking down, Dm C the jester stole his thorny crown Bb F G7 Bb C7 The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned F C Dm And while Lenin read a book on Marx, Gm Bb the quartet practiced in the park F C Dm And we sang dirges in the dark the Bb C7 F Bb F day the music died, we were singin' Chorus F Bb F C So bye, bye Miss American Pie F Bb F C Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry F Bb F C And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Dm G7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Dm C7 this will be the day that I die VERSD F Gm Helter skelter in a summer swelter Bb Gm the birds flew off with a fallout shelter, Dm C eight miles high and fallin' fast F C Dm It landed foul on the grass Gm7 Bb the players tried for a forward pass, Dm G7 C with the jester on the sidelines in a cast Dm C Now at halftime there was sweet perfume, Dm C while sergeants played a marching tune Bb F G7 Bb C7 We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance F C Dm 'Cuz the players tried to take the field, Gm Bb the marching band refused to yield F C Dm Do you recall what was the feel the Bb C7 F Bb F day the music died, we started singin' Chorus F Bb F C So bye, bye Miss American Pie F Bb F C Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry F Bb F C And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Dm G7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Dm C7 this will be the day that I die VERSD F Gm And there we were all in one place, Bb Gm Dm C a generation lost in space, with no time left to start again F C Dm So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Gm7 Bb Jack Flash sat on a candle Dm G7 C stick, 'cuz fire is the devil's only friend Dm C And as I watched him on the stage, Dm C my hands were clenched in fists of rage Bb F G7 Bb C7 No angel born in Hell could bread that Satan's spell F C Dm And as the flames climbed high into the night to Gm Bb light the sacrificial rite F C Dm Bb I saw Satan laughing with delight the day the C7 F Bb F music died, he was singin' Chorus F Bb F C So bye, bye Miss American Pie F Bb F C Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry F Bb F C And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Dm G7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Dm C7 this will be the day that I die LAST VERSD F C Dm I met a girl who sang the blues Gm Bb And I asked her for some happy news, Dm C but she just smiled and turned away F C Dm I went down to the sacred store Gm Bb Where I'd heard the music years before, Dm Bb but the man there said the music C wouldn't play Dm Gm But in the streets the children screamed, Dm Gm the lovers cried and the poets dreamed Bb F Gm Bb C But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken F C Dm And the three men I admire most, Gm7 Bb C7 the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost F C Dm They caught the last train for the coast the Gm7 C7 F day the music died, C7 And they were singin' FINAL Chorus F Bb F C So bye, bye Miss American Pie F Bb F C Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry F Bb F C And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Bb C7 F Bb F Singin' this will be the day that I die.
