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American Pie

Song composer: Don McLean

Lyrics author: Don McLean

	Ab	Eb	Fm7
A	long,	long	time ago,

	Bbm	C#
	I can still re	member how

	Fm	Eb
that	music used to make me	smile.

	Ab	Eb	Fm7
And	I knew	if I	had my chance

	Bbm	C#
that	I could make those	people dance

	Fm	C#	Eb
and	maybe they'd be	happy for a	while.

	Fm	Bbm
But	February	made me shiver,

	Fm	Bbm
with	every paper	I'd deliver.

	C#	Ab/C	Bbm
	Bad news	on the	doorstep,

	C#	Eb
I	couldn't take	one more step.

	Ab	Eb	Fm
I	can't re	member	if I cried

	Bbm7	Eb
when I	read about his	widowed bride.

	Ab	Eb	Fm
	Something	touched me	deep inside,

	C#	Eb7	Ab	C#/Ab	Ab
the	day, the	music	died.		So

		Ab	C#	Ab	Eb
		Bye	bye, Miss A	merican	Pie.

		Ab	C#	Ab	Eb
	Drove my	chevy to the	levee but the	levee was	dry.

		Ab	C#	Ab	Eb
	Them	good ole'	boys were drinkin'	whiskey and	rye,

		Fm	Bb7
	singin':	This'll be the day that I	die,

		Fm	Eb7
		this'll be the day that I	die.

	Ab	Bbm
	Did you write the	book of love

	C#	Bbm
and do	you have faith in	God above?

	Fm	Eb
	If the Bible	tells you so.

	Ab	Eb	Fm
Now do	you be	lieve in	rock and roll?

	Bbm7	C#
Can	music save your	mortal soul?

	Fm	Bb7	Eb
And	can you teach me	how to dance real	slow?

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

	Fm	Eb
'cause I	saw you dancin'	in the gym,

	C#	Ab/C	Bb7
you	both kicked	off your	shoes,

	C#	Eb7
man I	dig those rhythm and	blues.

	Ab	Eb	Fm
I was a	lonely	teenage	broncin' buck

	Bbm	C#
with a	pink carnation and a	pick up truck,

	Ab	Eb	Fm
but	I knew	I was	out of luck

	C#	Eb7	Ab	C#	Ab	Eb7	Ab
the	day, the	music,	died.		I started	singing,

Bye bye...

	Ab	Bbm
Now	for the years we've been	on our own,

	C#	Bbm
and	moss grows fat on a	rollin' stone

	Fm	Eb
but	that's not how it	used to be.

	Ab	Eb	Fm
When the	jester	sang for the	King and Queen

	Bbm7	C#
In a	coat he borrowed	from James Dean

	Fm	Bb7	Eb
and a	voice that came from	you and	me.

	Fm	Eb
Oh and	while the King was	looking down,

	Fm	Eb
the	jester stole his	thorny crown.

	C#	Ab/C	Bb7
The	courtroom	was a	djourned,

	C#	Eb7
no	verdict was re	turned.

	Ab	Eb	Fm
And while	Lennon	read a	book of Marx,

	Bbm	C#
the	quartet practiced	in the park

	Ab	Eb	Fm
and	we sang	dirges	in the dark

	C#	Eb7	Ab	C#	Ab	Eb7
the	day, the	music	died.		We vere	singin'

Bye bye...

	Ab	Bbm
	Helter-skelter in the	summer swelter,

	C#	Bbm
the	birds flew off with a	fallout shelter.

	Fm	Eb
	Eight miles high and	fallin' fast.

	Ab	Eb	Fm
It	landed	foul out	on the grass.

	Bbm7	C#
The	players tried for a	forward pass,

	Fm	Bb7	Eb
with the	jester on the	sidelines in a	cast.

	Fm	Eb
Now the	halftime air was	sweet perfume,

	Fm	Eb
while the	sergeants played a	marching tune.

	C#	Ab/C	Bb7
We	all got	up to	dance,

	C#	Eb7
but we	never got the	chance.

	Ab	Eb	Fm
'Cause the	players	tried to	take the field,

	Bbm	C#
the	marching band re	fused to yield.

	Ab	Eb	Fm
Do	you re	call what	was revealed,

	C#	Eb7	Ab	C#	Ab	Eb7
the	day, the	music,	died.		We started	singin'

Bye bye...

	Ab	Bbm
Oh, and	there we were all	in one place,

	C#	Bbm
a	generation	lost in space

	Fm	Eb
with	no time left to	start again.

	Ab	Fm
So come on,	Jack be nimble,	Jack be quick,

	Bbm7	C#
Jack	Flash sat on a	candlestick, ´

	Fm	Bb7	Eb
cause	fire is the	devil's only	friend.

	Fm	Eb
Oh, and	as I watched him	on the stage

	Fm	Eb
my	hands were clenched in	fists of rage.

	C#	Ab	Bb7
No	angel	born in	hell,

	C#	Eb7
could	break that Satan's	spell.

	Ab	Eb	Fm
And as the	flames climbed	high in	to the night,

	Bbm	C#
to	light the sacri	ficial rite

	Ab	Eb	Fm
I saw	Satan	laughing	with delight

	C#	Eb7	Ab	C#	Ab	Eb7
the	day, the	music,	died.		He was	singin'

Bye bye...

	Ab	Eb	Fm
I	met a	girl who	sang the blues

	Bbm	C#
and I	asked her for some	happy news,

	Fm	Eb
but	she just smiled and	turned away.

	Ab	Eb	Fm	Ab
	I went	down to the	sacred	store

	Bbm	Ab/C	C#
where I	heard the	music	years before,

	Fm	C#	Eb
but the	man there said the	music wouldn't	play.

	Fm	Bbm
And	in the streets the	children screamed,

	Fm	Bbm
the	lovers cried and the	poets dreamed.

	C#	Ab/C	Bbm
But	not a	word was	spoken,

	C#	Eb
the	church bell all were	broken.

	Ab	Eb	Fm	Ab/C
And the	three men	I ad	mire	most,

	C#	Eb7
the	Father, Son and the	Holy Ghost,

	Ab	Eb	Fm
they	caught the	last train	for the coast,

	C#	Bbm7	Eb7	Ab	C#	Ab	Eb7
the	day,	the	music,	died.		And they were	singin'

		Ab	C#	Ab	Eb
		Bye	bye, Miss A	merican	Pie,

		Ab	C#	Ab	Eb
	Drove my	chevy to the	levee but the	levee was	dry,

		Ab	C#	Ab	Eb
	Them	good ole'	boys were drinkin'	whiskey and	rye,

		C#	Eb7	Ab	C#	Ab
	singin':	This'll be the	day that I	die.

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	eggert
	8.4.2004

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