Karaoke Track: American Pie by Don McLean (Monster Hits)

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 may be they&#39;d

Be happy for awhile

But February
Made me shiver

With every paper
I&#39;d deliver

Bad news
On the doorstep

I could n&#39;t take
One more step

I can&#39;t remember

If I cried

When I read aboui
His widowed bride

Something touched
Me deep inside

The day the
Music died

So bye bye

Miss America n Pie

Drove my Chevy
To the levee
But the levee was dry

And them
Good old boys

Were drinkin&#39;
Whiskey and rye

Singin&#39; this&#39; be
The day that I die

This&#39;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 me 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&#39;re
In love with him

&#39;Cause I saw you
Dancin&#39; in the gym

You both kicked
Off your shoes

Man, I dig those
Rhythm and blues

I was 0 lonely teenage
Broncin&#39; buck

With a pink carnation
And a pick- up truck

But I knew I was

Out of luck

The day the
Music died

I sfa rled sing in&#39;

Bye bye
Miss American Pie

Singin&#39; this&#39; be
The day that I die

This&#39;ll be the day
That I die

Now for ten years

We&#39;ve been
On our own

But thofs not how
If 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 ad iourned

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 singin&#39;

Bye bye
Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy
To the levee
But the levee was dry

Singin&#39; this&#39; be
The day that I die

This&#39;ll be the day
That I die

Helter Skelter in the
Summer swelier

The Byrds flew off with
A fallout shelter

Eight Miles High
And fallin&#39; fast

If landed foul
On the gross

The players fried

For a forward pass
With ihe jester

On the sidelines
In a cast

Now the halftime air

Was sweet perfume
While the Sergeants
Played 0 marching tune

We all got up to dance

Oh, but we never
Got the chance

&#39;Cause the players
Tried to fake the field

The marching band
Refused to yield

Do you recall
What was revealed

The day the

Music died
We started singin&#39;

Bye bye
Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy
To the levee
But the levee was dry

Singin&#39; this&#39; be
The day that I die

This&#39;ll be the day
That I die

Oh and there we were

A in one place

A generation lost
In space

With no time leH
To start again

So come on,

Jack be nimble,

Jack be quick

Jack Flash sat on
A candlestick

&#39;Cause fire is the
Devil&#39;s only friend

Oh and as I watched

Him on the stage

No angel born in hell

Could brea k that

Satan&#39;s spell

And as the flames
Climbed high

Into the night
To light ihe

Sacrificial rife

I saw Satan laughing

With delight
The day the
Music died

He was singin&#39;

Bye bye
Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy
To the levee
But the levee was dry

Singin&#39; this&#39; be
The day that I die

This&#39;ll be the day
That I die

I met 0 girl who
Sang the blues

And I asked her for

Some ha p py news

But she iusi smiled

And turned away

I went down 10
The sacred store

Where I&#39;d heard the

Music yea rs befo re

But the man there said

The music would n&#39;f play

And in the streets the
Child ren 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
The Holy Ghost

They caught the last
Train for the coast

The day the
Music died

And they were singin&#39;

Bye bye
Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy
To the levee
But the levee was dry

And them
Good old boys

Were drinkin&#39;
Whiskey and rye

Singin&#39; this&#39; be
The day that I die

This&#39; be the day
That I die

They were singin&#39;

Bye bye
Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy
To the levee
But the levee was dry

Singin&#39; ihis&#39;ll be

The day that I die

Wrilien By Don Mcleun.

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