American Pie - -------------------------

A ^Flong, ^Glong ^Dm7time ago, ^DmI can still re^Fmember how that m^Amusic used to make me ^Gsmile

And ^FI know ^Gif I ^Dm7had my chance, That ^DmI could make those ^Fpeople dance and ^Ammaybe they'd be ^Fhappy for a ^Gwhile

But ^AmFebruary ^Dmmade me shiver, with ^Amevery paper ^DmI'd deliver ^FBad news ^Fon the ^Dmdoorstep, I ^Fcouldn't take one more ^Gstep

I ^Fcan't remem^Gber if I ^Amcried when I ^Dm7read about his ^Gwidowed bride ^FSomething ^Gtouched me ^Amdeep inside

The ^Fday the ^G7music ^Fdied^F ^F *Chorus*

So ^Fbye, ^Fbye Miss ^FAmerican ^GPie Drove my ^FChevy to the ^Flevy but the ^Flevy was ^Gdry

And them ^Fgood old ^Fboys were drinkin' ^Fwhiskey and ^Grye Singin' ^Amthis will be the day that I ^D7die, ^Amthis will be the day that I ^G7die

*Verse*

^FDid you write the ^Dmbook of love And do ^Fyou have faith in ^Dmgod above, ^Amif the bible ^Gtells you so?

^FDo you ^Gbelieve in ^Amrock and roll Dm7* F Am D7 G Can music save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well I ^Amknow that you're in ^Glove with him 'cuz I ^Amsaw you dancin' ^Gin the gym You ^Fboth kicked ^Foff your ^D7shoes, man I ^Fdig those rhythm and ^G7blues

I was a ^Flonely ^Gteenage ^Ambroncin' buck with a ^Dmpink carnation and a ^Fpickup truck But ^FI knew ^GI was ^Amout of luck the ^Fday the ^G7music ^Fdie^Fd, ^FI started singin'

*Chorus* *Other verses* 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 in a voice that came from you and me And while the king was looking down, the jester stole his thorny 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 singin' Helter skelter in a summer swelter the birds flew off with a fallout shelter, eight miles high and fallin' fast It landed foul on the grass the players tried for a forward pass, with the jester on the sidelines in D cast Now at halftime there was sweet perfume, while sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance 'Cuz the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was the feel the day the music died, we started singin' 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 candle stick, 'cuz fire is the devil's only friend And as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell could bread 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 singin' *Last verse*

I ^Fmet a ^Ggirl who ^Amsang the blues And I ^Dmasked her for some ^Fhappy news, but ^Amshe just smiled and turned a^Gway

I ^Fwent down ^Gto the ^Amsacred store (F) (Dm) (F) (F) (Am) Where I'd ^Dmheard the music ^Fyears before, but the ^Amman there said the ^Fmusic wouldn't ^Gplay

But ^Amin the streets the ^Dmchildren screamed, the ^Amlovers cried and the ^Dmpoets dreamed

But ^Fnot a ^Fword was ^Dmspoken, the ^Fchurch bells all were ^Gbroken (F) And the ^Fthree men ^GI ad^Ammire most, the ^Dm7Father, ^FSon, and the ^G7Holy Ghost

^FThey caught the ^Glast train ^Amfor the coast the ^Dm7day the ^G7music ^Fdied, ^G7And they were singin'

*Final Chorus*

So ^Fbye, ^Fbye Miss ^FAmerican ^GPie Drove my ^FChevy to the ^Flevy but the ^Flevy was ^Gdry

And them ^Fgood old ^Fboys were drinkin' ^Fwhiskey and ^Grye Singin' ^Fthis will be the ^G7day that I ^Fdie.^F ^F

***** "I think the world is run by C students." - Al Mire *****

Garth Brooks - American pie