C G Am7 a long, long time ago, Dm F Am G I can still remember how that music used to make me smile C G Am7 And I know if I had my chance, Dm F That I could make those people dance Am F G and maybe they'd be happy for a while Am Dm Am Dm But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver F C Dm F G Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step C G Am Dm7 G I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride C G Am Something touched me deep inside F G7 C F C The day the music died Chorus C F C G So bye, bye Miss American Pie C F C G Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry C F C G And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Am D7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Am G7 this will be the day that I die VERSA C Dm Did you write the book of love F Dm Am G And do you have faith in god above, if the bible tells you so? C G Am Do you believe in rock and roll Dm7 F Can music save your mortal soul and can Am D7 G you teach me how to dance real slow? Am G Well I know that you're in love with him Am G 'cuz I saw you dancin' in the gym F C D7 You both kicked off your shoes, F G7 man I dig those rhythm and blues C G Am I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck with a Dm F pink carnation and a pickup truck C G Am F But I knew I was out of luck the day G7 C F C the music died, I started singin' Chorus C F C G So bye, bye Miss American Pie C F C G Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry C F C G And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Am D7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Am G7 this will be the day that I die VERSA C Dm Now for ten years we've been on our own, F Dm and moss grows fat on a rolling stone Am G but that's not how it used to be C G Am When the jester sang for the king and queen Dm7 F in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in Am D7 G a voice that came from you and me Am G And while the king was looking down, Am G the jester stole his thorny crown F C D7 F G7 The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned C G Am And while Lenin read a book on Marx, Dm F the quartet practiced in the park C G Am And we sang dirges in the dark the F G7 C F C day the music died, we were singin' Chorus C F C G So bye, bye Miss American Pie C F C G Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry C F C G And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Am D7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Am G7 this will be the day that I die VERSA C Dm Helter skelter in a summer swelter F Dm the birds flew off with a fallout shelter, Am G eight miles high and fallin' fast C G Am It landed foul on the grass Dm7 F the players tried for a forward pass, Am D7 G with the jester on the sidelines in a cast Am G Now at halftime there was sweet perfume, Am G while sergeants played a marching tune F C D7 F G7 We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance C G Am 'Cuz the players tried to take the field, Dm F the marching band refused to yield C G Am Do you recall what was the feel the F G7 C F C day the music died, we started singin' Chorus C F C G So bye, bye Miss American Pie C F C G Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry C F C G And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Am D7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Am G7 this will be the day that I die VERSA C Dm And there we were all in one place, F Dm Am G a generation lost in space, with no time left to start again C G Am So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Dm7 F Jack Flash sat on a candle Am D7 G stick, 'cuz fire is the devil's only friend Am G And as I watched him on the stage, Am G my hands were clenched in fists of rage F C D7 F G7 No angel born in Hell could bread that Satan's spell C G Am And as the flames climbed high into the night to Dm F light the sacrificial rite C G Am F I saw Satan laughing with delight the day the G7 C F C music died, he was singin' Chorus C F C G So bye, bye Miss American Pie C F C G Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry C F C G And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Am D7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Am G7 this will be the day that I die LAST VERSA C G Am I met a girl who sang the blues Dm F And I asked her for some happy news, Am G but she just smiled and turned away C G Am I went down to the sacred store Dm F Where I'd heard the music years before, Am F but the man there said the music G wouldn't play Am Dm But in the streets the children screamed, Am Dm the lovers cried and the poets dreamed F C Dm F G But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken C G Am And the three men I admire most, Dm7 F G7 the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost C G Am They caught the last train for the coast the Dm7 G7 C day the music died, G7 And they were singin' FINAL Chorus C F C G So bye, bye Miss American Pie C F C G Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry C F C G And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye F G7 C F C Singin' this will be the day that I die.
