Don MacLean Bye bye Miss American pie Lyrics: A long, long time ago. I can still remember How that music used to make me smile. An' 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. An' them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye. Singin' \"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 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 dancin' in the gym. You both kicked off your shoes. Man, I dig those rhythm and 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, \"Bye, bye, Miss American Pie.\" Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry. Them good ol' boys were drinking 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, In a voice that came from you and me. Oh, and while the King was looking down, The Jester stol' his thorny crown. The courtroom was adjourned, No verdict was returned. And while Lenin 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 singin', \"Bye, bye, Miss American Pie.\" Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry. Them good ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye. 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 fallin' fast. [ Find more Lyrics on www.mp3lyrics.org/No ] It landed foul on the grass, The players tried for a forward pass, With the Jester on the sidelines in a cast. Now the half-time 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 singin' \"Bye, bye, Miss American Pie.\" Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry. Them good ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye. Singing, \"This'll be the day that I die. This'll be the day that I die.\"
Oh, 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. Oh, 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, \"Bye, bye, Miss American Pie.\" Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry. Them good ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye. Singing, \"