American Pie

A (G)long, (D)long (Em)time ago,
I can still remember how that (Em)music used to make me (D)smile
And (G)I know (D)if I (Em)had my chance,
That (Am)I could make those (C)people dance and (Em)maybe they'd be (C)happy for a (D)while
But (Em)February (Am)made me shiver, with (Em)every paper (Am)I'd deliver
(C)Bad news (G)on the (Am)doorstep, I (C)couldn't take one more (D)step
I (G)can't remem(D)ber if I (Em)cried when I (Am7)read about his (D)widowed bride
(G)Something (D)touched me (Em)deep inside
The (C)day the (D7)music (G)died (C) (G)

So (G)bye, (C)bye Miss (G)American (D)Pie
Drove my (G)Chevy to the (C)levy but the (G)levy was (D)dry
And them (G)good old (C)boys were drinkin' (G)whiskey and (D)rye
Singin' (Em)this will be the day that I (A7)die, (Em)this will be the day that I (D7)die

(G)Did you write the (Am)book of love
And do (C)you have faith in (Am)god above, (Em)if the bible (D)tells you so?
(G)Do you (D)believe in (Em)rock and roll
Can (Am7)music (C)save your mortal soul and (Em)can you teach me (A7)how to dance real (D)slow?
Well I (Em)know that you're in (D)love with him 'cuz I (Em)saw you dancin' (D)in the gym
You (C)both kicked (G)off your (A7)shoes, man I (C)dig those rhythm and (D7)blues
I was a (G)lonely (D)teenage (Em)broncin' buck with a (Am)pink carnation and a (C)pickup truck
But (G)I knew (D)I was (Em)out of luck the (C)day the (D7)music (G)died,(C) (G)I started singin'

So (G)bye, (C)bye Miss (G)American (D)Pie
Drove my (G)Chevy to the (C)levy but the (G)levy was (D)dry
And them (G)good old (C)boys were drinkin' (G)whiskey and (D)rye
Singin' (Em)this will be the day that I (A7)die, (Em)this will be the day that I (D7)die

Now for (G)ten years we've been (Am)on our own,
and (C)moss grows fat on a rol(Am)ling stone (Em)but that's not how it (D)used to be
When the (G)jester (D)sang for the (Em)king and queen
in a (AM7)coat he borrowed (C)from James Dean in a (Em)voice that came from you (A7)and me (D)
And (Em)while the king was (D)looking down, the (Em)jester stole his (D)thorny crown
The (C)courtroom (G)was adjour(A7)ned, no (C)verdict was (D7)returned
And while (G)Lenin (D)read a (Em)book on Marx, the (Am)quartet practiced (C)in the park
And (G)we sang (D)dirges (Em)in the dark the (C)day the (D7)music (G)died, (C)we were (G)singin'

So (G)bye, (C)bye Miss (G)American (D)Pie
Drove my (G)Chevy to the (C)levy but the (G)levy was (D)dry
And them (G)good old (C)boys were drinkin' (G)whiskey and (D)rye
Singin' (Em)this will be the day that I (A7)die, (Em)this will be the day that I (D7)die

(G)Helter skelter in a (Am)summer swelter
(C)the birds flew off with (Am)a fallout shelter, (Em)eight miles high and (D)fallin' fast
It (G)landed (D)foul on (Em)the grass
the (Am7)players tried for a (C)forward pass, with the (Em)jester on the side(A7)lines in (D)a cast
Now at (Em)halftime there was (D)sweet perfume, while (Em)sergeants played a (D)marching tune
(C)We all got (G)up to (A7)dance, but (C)we never got the (D7)chance
'Cuz the (G)players (D)tried to (Em)take the field, the (Am)marching band re(C)fused to yield
Do (G)you re(D)call what(Em)was the feel the (C)day the (D7)music died,(G) (C)we (G)started singin'

So (G)bye, (C)bye Miss (G)American (D)Pie
Drove my (G)Chevy to the (C)levy but the (G)levy was (D)dry
And them (G)good old (C)boys were drinkin' (G)whiskey and (D)rye
Singin' (Em)this will be the day that I (A7)die, (Em)this will be the day that I (D7)die

And (G)there we were all (Am)in one place,
a (C)generation (Am)lost in space, (Em)with no time left to (D)start again
So come on (G)Jack be (D)nimble, (Em)Jack be quick, (Am7)Jack Flash sat on a (C)candle stick
(Em)cuz fire is the devil's only (A7)friend (D)
And (Em)as I watched him (D)on the stage, my (Em)hands were clenched in (D)fists of rage
No (C)angel (G)born in (A7)Hell could (C)bread that Satan's (D7)spell
And as the (G)flames climbed (D)high in(Em)to the night to (Am)light the sacrifi(C)cial rite
I saw (G)Satan (D)laughing with (Em)delight the (C)day the (D7)music (G)died, (C) (G)he was singin'

So (G)bye, (C)bye Miss (G)American (D)Pie
Drove my (G)Chevy to the (C)levy but the (G)levy was (D)dry
And them (G)good old (C)boys were drinkin' (G)whiskey and (D)rye
Singin' (EM)this will be the day that I (A7)die, (EM)this will be the day that I (D7)die

I (G)met a (D)girl who (Em)sang the blues
And I (Am)asked her for some (C)happy news, but (Em)she just smiled and turned (D)away
I (G)went down (D)to the (Em)sacred store
Where I'd (Am)heard the music (C)years before, but the (Em)man there said the (C)music
wouldn't (D)play
But (Em)in the streets the (Am)children screamed, the (Em)lovers cried and the (Am)poets
dreamed
But (C)not a (G)word was (Am)spoken, the (C)church bells all were (D)broken
And the (G)three men (D)I ad(Em)mire most, the (Am7)Father, (C)Son, and the (D7)Holy Ghost
(G)They caught the (D)last train (Em)for the coast the (Am7)day the (D7)music (G)died,
(D7)And they were singin'

So (G)bye, (C)bye Miss (G)American (D)Pie
Drove my (G)Chevy to the (C)levy but the (G)levy was (D)dry
And them (G)good old (C)boys were drinkin' (G)whiskey and (D)rye
Singin' (C)this will be the (D7)day that I (G)die.(C) (G)