Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Don't push heavy to the levee
But the levee was dry
Then good old boys
Are drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day
That I die
This'll be the day
That I die
Now you sang so beautifully
on Babylon
Here's your chance
to redeem yourself
Why don't you try
this chorus with me
And I don't believe
you don't know it
Here we go
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
Then good old boys
Are drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day
That I die
Come on
This'll be the day
That I die
One more time
This time I want to see you
wake up
Come on now
Bye, bye
Miss American Pie
Don't push heavy to the levee
But the levee was dry
Then good old boys
Are drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day
That I die
This'll be the day
That I die
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 deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried
When I cried
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
Then good old boys
Are 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 because 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 punk and buck with a pink carnation and
a pickup truck but i knew i was out of luck the day the music died here we go i started singing
this american pie drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
them good old boys are drinking whiskey and rye saying this will be the day that i die
this will be the day that i die
now for 10 years we've been on our own and moss grows fat on a rolling stone but that's not how
it used to be why 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 corny crown the courtroom was adjourned
no verdict was returned and while lennon read a book on marks a quartet practiced in the park
and we sang dirges in the dark the day the music died
we were singing in the dark the day the music died and we were singing in the dark the day the music died
we sang dirges in the dark the day the music died and we were singing by
this american pie drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
them good old boys are drinking whiskey and rye singing this will be the day that i die
this will be the day that i die
helter skelter in the summer swelter the birds flew off with a fallout shelter
eight miles high and fallen into the sun,

the players tried for a forward pass with the jester on the sidelines in a cast
now the halftime air was sweet perfume while the sergeants played a marching tune
we all got up to dance 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 are drinking whiskey and rye
singing
this will be the day that i die this will 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
and the baby in the grave was driving the music died
and he was singing bye bye miss american pie drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
them good old boys are drinking whiskey and rye
singing this will be the day that i die this will be the day that i die
i met a girl who sang the blue rose on a la bazaar

And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
And 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
Why they caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
And they were singing
And they were singing

Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
Them good old boys are 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 are drinking whiskey and rye
And singing this'll be the day that I die
WTNJ, New York
John McClain
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