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
[Chorus]
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were
drinking whiskey in Rye
Singin' 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 dancin' 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 singin'
[Chorus]
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 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'
[Chorus]
Helter skelter in a summer
swelter
The birds flew off with a
fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling
fast
It 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 singin'
[Chorus]
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
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 singin'
[Chorus]
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
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