American Pie (Don Mclean)

G     D     Em
A long, long time ago
Am             C                               Em                             D
I can still remember how that music, used to make me smile
G                 D         Em               Am                 C
And I knew if I had my chance, that I could make those people dance
Em                       C                 D
and maybe they’d by happy for a while

Em                Am                     Em                    Am
But February made me shiver, with every paper I’d deliver
C            G            Am             C                    D
Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn’t take one more step
G         D        Em                     Am7                     D
I can’t remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride
G                D             Em           C                    D7         G
Something touched me deep inside the day the music  died

       G    C                    G         D
So bye-bye, Miss American Pie

                      G                 C                     G              D
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

             G             C                                G                   D    
Them good ole boys were drinkin’ whiskey and Rye
             Em                                  A7     Em                              D7
singing this’ll be the day that I die, this’ll be the day that I die

G                 Am                 C                 Am
Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above?
Em             D
If the Bible tells you so

G      D       Em
Now do you believe in rock and roll?
Am              C               Em                       A7           D7
Can music save your mortal soul? and can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Em                        Am                           Em                     Am
Well I know that you’re in love with him ’cause I saw you dancing in the gym,
C        G          A7                         C                                  D7
You both kicked off your shoes,  Man I dig those rhythm and blues!
G        D           Em                          Am                               C
I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck, with a pink carnation and a pick-up truck
G        D        Em                   C            D7       G     C     G
But I knew I was out of luck the day, the music died
G           D7
I started singing


G                    Am,            C                   Am
Now for ten years, we’ve been on our own and moss grows fat on a rolling stone,
Em                            D                   G     D            Em
But that’s not how it used to beCause when the jester sang for the King &
Am                C                    Em                   A7      D7
in a coat he borrowed from James Dean and a voice that came from you and me
Em                 Am                  Em               Am
Oh and while the king was looking down    the jester stole his thorny crown
C          G     A7         C            D7
the court room was adjourned no verdict was returned
G      D     Em                      Am              C
And while Lennon read a book on Marx      the quartet practiced in the park
G            D     Em              C            D7      G  C  G
and we sang dirges in the dark the day    the music  died
G           D7
I started singin’


       G    C         G       D           G             C
So bye-bye, Miss American PieDrove my Chevy to the levee but the
G         D         G        C                  G          D
levee was dry, them good ole boys were drinkin’ whiskey and Rye, singing
Em                        A7      Em                         D7
this’ll be the day that I die,    This’ll be the day that I die

G              Am,                         C                    Am
Helter skelter in the summer swelter the birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Em                           D           G          D       Em
Eight miles high and falling fast  it landed foul on the grass
Am                   C                   Em                      A7      D7
The players tried for a forward pass with the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Em                 Am                      Em                 Am
The half time air was sweet perfume while the seargeants played a marching tune
C      G       A7              C              D7
we all got up to dance  but we never got the chance   ‘Cause
G        D      Em                       Am              C
the players tried to take the field, but the marching band refused to yield
G       D        Em                       C        D7    G  C  G
Do you recall what was revealed   the day the music died
G         D7
I started singin’


G                 Am,              C           Am
And there we were all in one place,  A generation lost in space
Em                       D                   G      D       Em
With no time left, to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, jack be quick,
Am                  C                     Em          A7            D7
Jack flash sat on a candlestick   ‘Cause fire is the devil’s only friend
Em               Am               Em                     Am
And as I watched him on the stage  my hands were clenched in fists of rage
C     G       A7              C                 D7
no angel born in hell   could break that satan’s spell
G        D             Em                      Am            C
And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial rite
G      D              Em                 C        D7     G   C  G
I saw Satan laughing with delight,  the day the music died
G          D7
we were singin’


G     D       Em
I met a girl who sang the blues so
Am                  C            Em                                D
I asked her for some happy news but she just smiled    and turned away
G     D          Em                      Am              C
I went down to the sacred store  Where I heard the music years before
Em                 C              D
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play     And
Em                  Am                    Em                   Am
in the streets the children screamed, the lovers cried and the poets dreamed
C     G        Am              C                          D
But not a word was spoken  The church bells all were broken
G       D   Em               Am7                 D
And the three men I admire most:  the father, Son and the Holy Ghost
G          D         Em                 C       D7     G   C  G
They caught the last train for the coast the day, the music died
G             D7                              C             D7         G C G
And they were singing:(chorus twice, ending: this’ll be the day that I die)

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