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American Pie

Artist:Don Mclean  Album:American Pie  Writer:MC LEAN DON  Composer:MC LEAN DON 

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A long long time ago I can still remember How that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But february made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So bye bye miss american pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singing this'll be the day that I die this'll be the day that I die Did you write the book of love And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so Do you believe in rock and roll Can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow Well I know that you're in love with him cause I saw you dancing in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncing buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singing bye bye miss american pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye And singing this'll be the day that I die this'll be the day that I die Now for ten years we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rolling stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen In a coat he borrowed from james dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while lennon read a book of marx The quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singing bye bye miss american pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye And singing this'll be the day that I die this'll be the day that I die Helter skelter in a summer swelter The birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass The players tried


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