Don McLean – american pie

Don McLean – american pie Lyrics

Artist: Don McLean
Song: 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

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
And them good old boys were drinking 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 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 dancing 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 old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And 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 th#rn# 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 singing bye bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And 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 falling fast
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 singing bye bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And 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 old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

And 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
And 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 the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died

And they were singing bye bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this’ll be the day that I die

This’ll be the day that I die
They were singing bye bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing this’ll be the day that I die
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Don McLean Lyrics – american pie

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From the album:
American Pie
Release Year: 1971