Versuri Don Mclean - American pie
A [G]long [D]long [Em7]time ago [Am]I can still re[C]member
how that [Em]music used to make me [D]smile And [G]I knew [D]if I had [Em7]my chance
that [Am]I could make those [C]people dance and [Em]maybe theyd be [C]happy for a [D]while.[Em]
But February [Am]made me shiver [Em]With every paper [Am]Id deliver
[C]Bad news [G-B]on the [Am]doorstep I c[C]ouldnt take one [D]more step
I [G]cant re[D]member if I [Em]cried When I [Am7]read about his [D]widowed bride
But [G]something [D]touched me deep inside The [C]day the [D7]Music [G]Died [C-G] [G]
So
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[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 were drinking [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin [Em]thisll be the day that I [A7]die [Em]thisll be the day that I [D7]die.
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[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. Do [G]you be[D]lieve in [Em]Rock n Roll?
Can [Am7]music save your [C]mortal soul? And [Em]can you teach me [A7]how to dance [D]real slow?
Well, I [Em]know that youre in [D]love with him cause I [Em]saw you dancin [D]in the gym
You [C]both kicked [G-B]off your [A7]shoes Man, I [C]dig those rythmny [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]
I started singin
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[G]Now for ten years weve been [Am]on our own And [C]moss grows fat on a [Am]rollin stone
[Em] But thats 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 And a [Em]voice that [A7]came from [D]you and me
Oh, and [Em]while the King was [D]looking down The [Em]jester stole his [D]thorny crown
The [C]courtroom [G-B]was ad[A7]journed No [C]verdict was re[D7]turned
And while [G]Lennon [D]read a [Em]book of Marx The [Am]court kept practice [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 singing
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[G]Helter-Skelter in a [Am]summer [Am]swelter The [C]Byrds flew off with a [Am]fallout shelter
[Em]Eight Miles High and [D]falling fast It [G]landed [D]foul out [Em]on the grass
The [Am7]players tried [C]for a forward pass But the [Em]jesters [A7]on the sidelines [D]in a cast
Now the [Em]half-time air was [D]sweet perfume While the [Em]sargeants played a [D]marching tune
[C]We all [G-B]got up to [A7]dance But we [C]never got [D7]the chance
cause the [G]players [D]tried to [Em]take the field The [Am]marching band re[C]fused to yield
[G]Do you [D]recall [Em]what was revealed the [C]day the [D7]Music [G]Died?[C] [G]
We stared singing
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[G]Oh, and 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 nimble
[Em]Jack be quick Jack [Am7]Flash sat on a [C]candlestick cause [Em]fire is the [A7]Devils only [D]friend
Oh, and [Em]as I watched him [D]on the stage My [Em]hands were clenched in [D]fists of rage
[C]No angel [G]born in [A7]hell Could [C]break that Satans [D7]spell
And as the [G]flames climbed [D]high in[Em]to the night To [Am]light the sacri[C]fical rite
I saw [G]Satan [D]laughing [Em]with delight The [C]day the [D7]Music [G]Died [C] [G]
He was singing
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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 [G]I went [D]down to the [Em}sacred store
Where [Am]I heard the [G/B]music [C]years before But the [Em]man there said the [C]music wouldnt [D]play
And in the [Em]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 [C]Father, Son and the [D7]Holy Ghost
They [G]caught the [D]last train [Em]for the coast The [C]Day the [D7]Music [G]Died.[C] [G]
And they were singing
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They were singing
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