American Pie A(G)long (D) long (e7) time ago (a) I can still re(C)member how that (e) music used to make me (D) smile And (G) I knew (D) if I had (e7) my chance, that (a) I could make those (C) people dance and (e) maybe they'd be (C) happy for a (D) while? But February (a) made me shiver (e) with every paper (a) I'd deliver (C) Bad news (G-B) on the (a) doorstep, I (C) couldn't take one (D) more step I (G) can't re(D)member if I (e)cried , when I (a7) read about his (D)widowed bride But (G) something (D) touched me deep inside The (C) Day the (D7) Music (G) died....(C-G) So (chorus) (G)Bye(C)bye Miss A(G)merican (D)Pie Drove my (G)chevy to the(C)levy,but the(G)levy was(D)dry And them (G) good old(C)boys drinking (G)whiskey and (D)rye Singin' (e) this could be the day that I (A7)die (e)this could be the day that I(D7) die... (G) Did you write the(a)book of love and do (C)you have faith in (a) God above (e) if the Bible (D)tells you so? Do (G) you be(D)lieve in (e) Rock'n Roll? Can (a7) music save your (C) mortal soul? And (e)can you teach me (A7) how to dance in real? Well I (e)know that you're in (D) love with him' cause I (e) saw you dancing (D)in the gym... You (C) both (G-B) kicked off your (A7) shoes Man I (C)dig those rythmy (D7) blues I was a (G) lonely teenage (e) broncing buck With a (a)pink carnation and a (C)pickup truck Buy (G) I knew (D) I was (e) out of luck The (C) Day the (D7) Music (G)died (C) I started singing : (chorus) Now for ten years we've been on our own and the moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's noe 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 courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned And while Lennon read a book of Marx The court kept practise in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The Day, the Music died... We were singing : (chorus) Helter Skelter in a summer swelter, The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass The players tried for a forward pass But the jester's on the sidelines... Now the half-time airwas sweet perfume while the sargeants played a marching We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yell Do you recall what was reveiled the Day the Music died? We started singing: (chorus) Oh, there we were all in one place A generation lost in space With no time to start again So come on, Jack, be nimble Jack be quick Jack Flash say on a candlestick cause fire is the Devil's thing Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rag No angel born in hell could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high in to the night To light the sacrifical rit I saw Satan laughing with delight the Day the Music died He was singing: (chorus) I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down the sacred store Where I'd heard the misic years before But the man said the music was dead And in the streets the children screamed The lovers cried and the poets dreamt But not a word was spoken The Church bells all were broken And 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 singing: (chorus)

A[G]long [D] long [e7]time ago [a]I can still re[C]member how that [e] music used to make me [D]smile And [G] I knew [D] if I had [e7] my chance, that [a] I could make those [C] people dance and [e] maybe they'd be [C] happy for a [D] while? But February [a]made me shiver [e] with every paper [a] I'd deliver [C] Bad news [G] [B] on the [a] doorstep, I [C] couldn't take one [D] more step I [G] can't re[D]member if I [e]cried , when I [a7] read about his [D]widowed bride But [G] something [D] touched me deep inside The [C] Day the [G] died....[C] [G] So [G]Bye[C]bye Miss A[G]merican [D]Pie Drove my [G]chevy to the[C]levy,but the[G]levy was[D]dry And them [G] good old[C]boys drinking [G]whiskey and [D]rye Singin' [e] this could be the day that I [A7]die [e]this could be the day that I[D7] die... [G] Did you write the[a]book of love and do [C]you have faith in [a] God above [e] if the Bible [D]tells you so? Do [G] you be[D]lieve in [e] Rock'n Roll? Can [a7] music save your [C] mortal soul? And [e]can you teach me [A7] how to dance in real? Well I [e]know that you're in [D] love with him' cause I [e] saw you dancing [D]in the gym... You [C] both [G] [B] kicked off your [A7] shoes Man I [C]dig those rythmy [D7] blues I was a [G] lonely teenage [e] broncing buck With a [a]pink carnation and a [C]pickup truck Buy [G] I knew [D] I was [e] out of luck The [C] Day the [D]Music [G]died [C] Now for ten years we've been on our own and the moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's noe 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 courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned And while Lennon read a book of Marx The court kept practise in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The Day, the Music died... Helter Skelter in a summer swelter, The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass The players tried for a forward pass But the jester's on the sidelines... Now the half-time airwas sweet perfume while the sargeants played a marching We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yell Do you recall what was reveiled the Day the Music died? Oh, there we were all in one place A generation lost in space With no time to start again So come on, Jack, be nimble Jack be quick Jack Flash say on a candlestick cause fire is the Devil's thing Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rag No angel born in hell could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high in to the night To light the sacrifical rit I saw Satan laughing with delight the Day the Music died I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down the sacred store Where I'd heard the misic years before But the man said the music was dead And in the streets the children screamed The lovers cried and the poets dreamt But not a word was spoken The Church bells all were broken And 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