American Pie

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 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, Them good ol'boys were drinkin 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 ?  Now do you believe in rock 'n 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 'n'blues I was a lonely teenage broncin'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... So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry, Them good ol'boys were drinkin whiskey and rye 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 court room was adjourned No verdict was returned. And while Lennon read a book on Marx  The quartet practiced in the park and we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died.           We were singing... So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry, Them good ol'boys were drinkin whiskey and rye Singing "This'll be the day that I die, This'll be the day that I die." Helter skelter in the summer swelter The birds flew off with the fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast__  It landed foul on the grass . The players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the halftime air was sweet perfume While sergeants played a marching tune we all got up to dance___  Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field, The marching band refused to yield. Do you recall what was revealed  The day the music died ?         We started singing So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry, Them good ol'boys were drinkin whiskey and rye Singing "This'll be the day that I die, This'll be the day that I die." And there we were all in one place,  A generation lost in space With no time left, to start again. So come on Jack be nimble Jack be quick Jack flash sat on a candlestick.  'Cause fire is the devil's only friend And as I watched him on the stage  My hands were clenched in fists of rage no angel born in hell__  Could break that satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I_ saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died         He was singing... So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry, Them good ol'boys were drinkin whiskey and rye Singing "This'll be the day that I die, This'll be the day that I die." I met a girl who sang the blues I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store.  Where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets the children screamed, The lovers cried and the poets dreamed . But not a word was spoken.The church bells all were broken    And the three men I admire most : The Father Son and Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died      And they were singing : So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry, Them good ol'boys were drinkin whiskey and rye Singing "This'll be the day that I die, This'll be the day that I die." So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry, Them good ol'boys were drinkin whiskey and rye Singing "This'll be the day that I die, This'll be the day that I die." this'll be the day that I die