E B Dbm7 a long, long time ago, Gbm A Dbm B I can still remember how that music used to make me smile E B Dbm7 And I know if I had my chance, Gbm A That I could make those people dance Dbm A B and maybe they'd be happy for a while Dbm Gbm Dbm Gbm But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver A E Gbm A B Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step E B Dbm Gbm7 B I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride E B Dbm Something touched me deep inside A B7 E A E The day the music died Chorus E A E B So bye, bye Miss American Pie E A E B Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry E A E B And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Dbm Gb7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Dbm B7 this will be the day that I die VERSDb E Gbm Did you write the book of love A Gbm Dbm B And do you have faith in god above, if the bible tells you so? E B Dbm Do you believe in rock and roll Gbm7 A Can music save your mortal soul and can Dbm Gb7 B you teach me how to dance real slow? Dbm B Well I know that you're in love with him Dbm B 'cuz I saw you dancin' in the gym A E Gb7 You both kicked off your shoes, A B7 man I dig those rhythm and blues E B Dbm I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck with a Gbm A pink carnation and a pickup truck E B Dbm A But I knew I was out of luck the day B7 E A E the music died, I started singin' Chorus E A E B So bye, bye Miss American Pie E A E B Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry E A E B And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Dbm Gb7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Dbm B7 this will be the day that I die VERSDb E Gbm Now for ten years we've been on our own, A Gbm and moss grows fat on a rolling stone Dbm B but that's not how it used to be E B Dbm When the jester sang for the king and queen Gbm7 A in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in Dbm Gb7 B a voice that came from you and me Dbm B And while the king was looking down, Dbm B the jester stole his thorny crown A E Gb7 A B7 The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned E B Dbm And while Lenin read a book on Marx, Gbm A the quartet practiced in the park E B Dbm And we sang dirges in the dark the A B7 E A E day the music died, we were singin' Chorus E A E B So bye, bye Miss American Pie E A E B Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry E A E B And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Dbm Gb7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Dbm B7 this will be the day that I die VERSDb E Gbm Helter skelter in a summer swelter A Gbm the birds flew off with a fallout shelter, Dbm B eight miles high and fallin' fast E B Dbm It landed foul on the grass Gbm7 A the players tried for a forward pass, Dbm Gb7 B with the jester on the sidelines in a cast Dbm B Now at halftime there was sweet perfume, Dbm B while sergeants played a marching tune A E Gb7 A B7 We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance E B Dbm 'Cuz the players tried to take the field, Gbm A the marching band refused to yield E B Dbm Do you recall what was the feel the A B7 E A E day the music died, we started singin' Chorus E A E B So bye, bye Miss American Pie E A E B Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry E A E B And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Dbm Gb7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Dbm B7 this will be the day that I die VERSDb E Gbm And there we were all in one place, A Gbm Dbm B a generation lost in space, with no time left to start again E B Dbm So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Gbm7 A Jack Flash sat on a candle Dbm Gb7 B stick, 'cuz fire is the devil's only friend Dbm B And as I watched him on the stage, Dbm B my hands were clenched in fists of rage A E Gb7 A B7 No angel born in Hell could bread that Satan's spell E B Dbm And as the flames climbed high into the night to Gbm A light the sacrificial rite E B Dbm A I saw Satan laughing with delight the day the B7 E A E music died, he was singin' Chorus E A E B So bye, bye Miss American Pie E A E B Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry E A E B And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Dbm Gb7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Dbm B7 this will be the day that I die LAST VERSDb E B Dbm I met a girl who sang the blues Gbm A And I asked her for some happy news, Dbm B but she just smiled and turned away E B Dbm I went down to the sacred store Gbm A Where I'd heard the music years before, Dbm A but the man there said the music B wouldn't play Dbm Gbm But in the streets the children screamed, Dbm Gbm the lovers cried and the poets dreamed A E Gbm A B But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken E B Dbm And the three men I admire most, Gbm7 A B7 the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost E B Dbm They caught the last train for the coast the Gbm7 B7 E day the music died, B7 And they were singin' FINAL Chorus E A E B So bye, bye Miss American Pie E A E B Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry E A E B And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye A B7 E A E Singin' this will be the day that I die.
