American Pie       (midi)

 

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1.   A long, long time ago, I can still remember how  

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    that music used to make me smile.

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    I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance   

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    and maybe they'd be happy for a while.

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    But February made me shiver,      with every paper I'd deliver,

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    Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step.

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    I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride,

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    Something touched me deep inside, the day, the music, died.

  

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So Bye - bye, Miss American Pie,

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drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry,

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Them good ole' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye, singin'

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This'll be the day that I die, This'll be the day that I die.

 

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2.  Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above,  

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    if the Bible tells you so?

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    Now do you believe in rock and roll,

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    can music save your mortal soul and

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    Can you teach me how to dance real slow?

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    Well, I know that you're in love with him,

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    `cause I saw you dancing in the gym.

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    You both kicked off your shoes,  man I dig those rhythm and blues.

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    I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck

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    with a pink carnation and a pick up truck,

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    but I knew I was out of luck the day, the music, died.

 

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I started singing...Bye - bye, Miss American Pie,

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drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry,

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Them good ole' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye, singin'

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This'll be the day that I die, This'll be the day that I die.

 

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3. Now for ten years we've been on our own,

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    and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone,

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    but that's not how it used to be.

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    When the jester sang for the King and Queen,

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    in a coat he borrowed from James Dean,

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    and a voice that came from you and me.

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    Oh and while the King was looking down,

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    the jester stole his thorny crown.

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    the courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned.

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    And while Lenin read a book on Marx, the quartet practised in the park,

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    and we sang dirges in the dark the day, the music, died.

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    We were singin'...

 

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Bye - bye, Miss American Pie,

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drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry,

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Them good ole' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye, singin'

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This'll be the day that I die, This'll be the day that I die.

 

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4.     Helter-skelter in the summer swelter,

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    the birds flew off with a fallout shelter,

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    eight miles high and fallin' fast.

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    It landed foul on the grass, the players tried for a forward pass,

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    with the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

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    Now that halftime air was sweet perfume,

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    while the sergeants played a marching tune,

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    we all got up to dance, but we never got the chance,

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    `cause the players tried to take the field,

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    the marching band refused to yield,

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    do you recall what was revealed, the day, the music, died.

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    We started singin'...

 

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Bye - bye, Miss American Pie,

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drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry,

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Them good ole' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye, singin'

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This'll be the day that I die, This'll be the day that I die.

 

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5.   I met a girl who sang the blues and I asked her for some happy news,

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    but she just smiled and turned away.

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    I went down to the sacred store where I heard the music years before,

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    but the man there said the music wouldn't play.

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    And in the streets the children screamed,

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    the lovers cried and the poets dreamed,

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    but not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken.

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    And the three men I admire most, the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost,

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    they caught the last train for the coast, the day, the  music,   died.

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    And they were singin'....

 

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Bye - bye, Miss American Pie,

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drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry,

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Them good ole' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye, singin'

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This'll be the day that I die.

 

    (Don McLean)