American Pie Don McLean
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[Zwrotka]
A Glong, Dlong e7time agoaI can still reCmember how that emusic used to make me DsmileAnd
GI knewD if I hade7 my chanceThat
aI could make thoseC people danceAnd
e maybe they'd beC happy for aD while[Zwrotka]
eBut February amade me shivereWith every papera I'd deliverCBad news Gon the adoorstepI
Ccouldn't take oDne more stepI
Gcan't reDmember if I ecriedWhen
a7I read about his Dwidowed brideBut
Gsomething Dtouched me edeep insideThe
Cday the D7music GdiedC G[Refren]
So Gbye, Cbye, Miss AGmerican DPieDrove my
GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was DdryAnd them
Ggood oldCboys were drinking Gwhiskey andDryeSingin'
ethis'll be the day that I A7dieeThis'll be the day that I D7die[Zwrotka]
GDid you write the abook of loveAnd do
Cyou have faith in aGod aboveeIf the BibleD tells you so?Now do
Gyou beDlieve in erock and roll?Can
a7music save your Cmortal soul?And
e can you teach meA7 how to dance Dreal slow?[Zwrotka]
Well, Ie know that you're in Dlove with him'Cause I
e saw you dancin' Din the gymYou
Cboth kickedG off yourA7 shoesMan, I
C dig those rhythm andD7 bluesI was a
GlonelyD teenagee broncin' buckWith a
a pink carnation and aC pickup truckBut
G I knewD I wase out of luckThe
Cday theD7 music GdiedC GGI started singing[Refren]
GBye, Cbye, Miss AGmerican DPieDrove my
GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was DdryAnd them
Ggood oldCboys were drinking Gwhiskey andDryeSingin'
ethis'll be the day that I A7dieeThis'll be the day that I D7die[Zwrotka]
GNow for ten years we've beena on our ownAnd
C moss grows fat on aa rollin' stoneeBut that's not how it Dused to beWhen the
Gjester Dsang for the eking and queenIn a
a7coat he borrowed Cfrom James DeanAnd a
e voice thatA7 came from Dyou and me[Zwrotka]
Oh, and ewhile the king was Dlooking downThe
ejester stole his Dthorny crownThe
CcourtroomG was adA7journedCNo verdict was reD7turnedAnd while
GLennon Dread a ebook of MarxThe
aquartet practiced Cin the parkAnd
Gwe sang Ddirges ein the darkThe
Cday the D7music GdiedC GGWe were singing[Refren]
GBye, Cbye, Miss AGmerican DPieDrove my
GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was DdryAnd them
Ggood oldCboys were drinking Gwhiskey andDryeSingin'
ethis'll be the day that I A7dieeThis'll be the day that I D7die[Zwrotka]
GHelter skelter in aa summer swelterThe
Cbirds flew off with aa fallout sheltereEight miles high andD falling fastIt
Glanded Dfoul eon the grassThe
a7players tried Cfor a forward passWith the
ejester A7on the sidelines Din a cast[Zwrotka]
Now the ehalf-time air was Dsweet perfumeWhile the
esergeants played a Dmarching tuneCWe all Ggot up to A7danceOh, but we
Cnever got the D7chance!`Cause the
Gplayers Dtried to etake the fieldThe
amarching band reCfused to yieldGDo you recDall, what ewas revealedThe
Cday the D7music Gdied?C GGWe started singing[Refren]
GBye, Cbye, Miss AGmerican DPieDrove my
GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was DdryAnd them
Ggood oldCboys were drinking Gwhiskey andDryeSingin'
ethis'll be the day that I A7dieeThis'll be the day that I D7die[Zwrotka]
GOh, and there we were all ain one placeA
Cgeneration alost in spaceeWith no time left to Dstart againSo come on:
GJack be nimble, eJack be quickJack
a7Flash sat on a Ccandlestick´Cause
e fire is theA7 devil's only Dfriend[Zwrotka]
Oh, and eas I watched him Don the stageMy
ehands were clenched in Dfists of rageCNo angel Gborn in A7hellCould
Cbreak that Satan'sD7 spellAnd as the
Gflames climbed Dhigh ineto the nightTo
alight the sacrCificial riteI saw
GSatan Dlaughing ewith delightThe
Cday the D7music GdiedC GGHe was singing[Refren]
GBye, Cbye, Miss AGmerican DPieDrove my
GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was DdryAnd them
Ggood oldCboys were drinking Gwhiskey andDryeSingin'
ethis'll be the day that I A7dieeThis'll be the day that I D7die[Zwrotka]
I Gmet a girl, who sang the abluesAnd I
Casked her for some ahappy newsBut
eshe just smiled and turnedD awayI
Gwent down Dto the seacred storeWhere, I'd
aheard the music Cyears beforeBut the
eman there said, the A7music wouldn't Dplay[Zwrotka]
And ein the streets the achildren screamedThe
elovers cried, and the apoets dreamedCBut not a Gword was A7spokenThe
Cchurch bells all wereD7 brokenAnd the
Gthree men, DI admeire mostThe
afather, Cson and the D7holy ghostThey
Gcaught the Dlast train efor the coastThe
Cday the D7music GdiedC GGAnd they were singing[Refren]
GBye, Cbye, Miss AGmerican DPieDrove my
GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was DdryAnd them
Ggood oldCboys were drinking Gwhiskey andDryeSingin'
ethis'll be the day that I A7dieeThis'll be the day that I D7die[Refren]
They were singingGBye, Cbye, Miss AGmerican DPieDrove my
GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was DdryAnd them
Ggood oldCboys were drinking Gwhiskey andDryeSingin'
Cthis'll be the D7day that I GdieC G
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