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American Pie Don McLean

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A Glong, Dlong Emtime ago,
AmI can still reCmember,
how that Emmusic used to make me Dsmile.

And GI knew if DI had Emmy chance,
that AmI could make those Cpeople dance,
and Emmaybe theyʼd by Chappy for a Dwhile.

But EmFebruary made Amme shiver,
with Emevery paper Iʼd Amdeliver.
CBad news Gon the Amdoorstep;

I couldnʼt Ctake one more steDp
I Gcanʼt reDmember if I Emcried,
when I Cread about his Dwidowed bride;
Gsomething Dtouched me Emdeep inside,

the Cday the Dmusic Gdied.

Chorus:
    So, Gbye-Cbye, Miss GAmerican DPie,
    drove my GChevy to the Clevee but the
    Glevee was Ddry. Them Ggood ole Cboys
    were drinking Gwhiskey and Drye, singing

    Emthisʼll be the day that I Adie,
    Emthisʼll be the day that I Ddie.

GDid you write the Ambook of love,
and do Cyou have faith in AmGod above,
Emif the Bible Dtells you so?

Now do Gyou believe in Emrock and roll,
can Ammusic save Cyour mortal soul?
EmAnd can you teach me Ahow to dance Dreal slow?

Well I Emknow that youʼre in Dlove with him,
ʼcause I Emsaw you dancing Din the gym
You Cboth kicked off your Amshoes,
man I Cdig those rhythm and Dblues!

I was a Glonely teenage Embronching buck,
with a Ampink carnation and a Cpick-up truck.
But GI knew I was Emout of luck
the Cday, the Dmusic GdiedC.
GI started Dsinging....

Chorus:
    GBye-Cbye, Miss GAmerican DPie,
    drove my GChevy to the Clevee but the
    Glevee was Ddry. Them Ggood ole Cboys
    were drinking Gwhiskey and Drye, singing

    Emthisʼll be the day that I Adie,
    Emthisʼll be the day that I Ddie.

Now for Gten years, weʼve been Amon our own;
and Cmoss grows fat on a Amrolling stone,
but Emthatʼs not how it Dused to be.

When the Gjester sang for the EmKing and
Queen, in a Amcoat he borrowed Cfrom James Dean,
and a Emvoice that Acame from you and Dme

Oh, and Emwhile the king was Dlooking down,
the Emjester stole his Dthorny crown;
the Ccourt room was adAmjourned,
Cno verdict was reDturned.

And while GLennon read a Embook on Marx,
the Amquartet practiced Cin the park;
Gand we sang dirges Emin the dark,
the Cday the Dmusic GdiedC,
Gwe were Dsinging

Chorus:
    GBye-Cbye, Miss GAmerican DPie,
    drove my GChevy to the Clevee but the
    Glevee was Ddry. Them Ggood ole Cboys
    were drinking Gwhiskey and Drye, singing

    Emthisʼll be the day that I Adie,
    Emthisʼll be the day that I Ddie.

GHelter skelter Amin the summer swelter,
the Cbirds flew off with a Amfallout shelter;
Emeight miles high and falling Dfast.

It Glanded foul Emon the grass,
the Amplayers tried for a Cforward pass;
with the Emjester on the Asidelines in a Dcast

The Emhalf time air was Dsweet perfume,
while the Emsergeants played a Dmarching tune;
Cwe all got up to Amdance,
but Cwe never got the Dchance.

ʼCause Gthe players tried to Emtake the field,
but Amthe marching band Crefused to yield
GDo you recall what Emwas revealed,
the Cday the Dmusic Gdied?C 
GWe started Dsinging

Chorus:
    GBye-Cbye, Miss GAmerican DPie,
    drove my GChevy to the Clevee but the
    Glevee was Ddry. Them Ggood ole Cboys
    were drinking Gwhiskey and Drye, singing

    Emthisʼll be the day that I Adie,
    Emthisʼll be the day that I Ddie.

Oh, Gand there we were all Amin one place,
a Cgeneration Amlost in space;
with Emno time left, to Dstart again.

So come on, GJack be nimble, Emjack be quick,
AmJack flash sat on a Ccandlestick,
ʼcause Emfire is the Adevilʼs only Dfriend.

And Emas I watched him Don the stage,
my Emhands were clenched in Dfists of rage.
CNo angel born in Amhell,
could Cbreak that Satan’s Dspell

And as the Gflames climbed high Eminto the night,
Amto light the sacriCficial rite;
I Gsaw Satan laughing Emwith delight,
the Cday the Dmusic GdiedC.
GWe were Dsinging

Chorus:
    GBye-Cbye, Miss GAmerican DPie,
    drove my GChevy to the Clevee but the
    Glevee was Ddry. Them Ggood ole Cboys
    were drinking Gwhiskey and Drye, singing

    Emthisʼll be the day that I Adie,
    Emthisʼll be the day that I Ddie.

I Gmet a Dgirl who Emsang the blues so,
I Amasked her for some Chappy news;
but Emshe just smiled and Dturned away.

GI went Ddown to the Emsacred store,
where I Amheard the music Cyears before,
but the Emman there said the Cmusic wouldnʼt Dplay.

And Emin the streets the Amchildren screamed,
Emthe lovers cried and Amthe poets dreamed.

But Cnot a Gword was Amspoken,
the Cchurch bells all were Dbroken.

And the Gthree men DI adEmmire most:
the AmFather, Son and the DHoly Ghost
GThey caught the Dlast train Emfor the coast
the Cday, the Dmusic Gdied.
And they were Dsinging

Chorus:
    GBye-Cbye, Miss GAmerican DPie,
    drove my GChevy to the Clevee but the
    Glevee was Ddry. Them Ggood ole Cboys
    were drinking Gwhiskey and Drye, singing

    Emthisʼll be the day that I Adie,
    Emthisʼll be the day that I Ddie.

    And they were Dsinging

    GBye-Cbye, Miss GAmerican DPie,
    drove my GChevy to the Clevee but the
    Glevee was Ddry. Them Ggood ole Cboys
    were drinking Gwhiskey and Drye, singing

    Emthisʼll be the day that I Adie



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