Chords with lyrics
Tuning: G C E A (G C E A) American Pie - ------------------------- F G Dm7 A long, long time ago, Dm F Am G I can still remember how that music used to make me smile F G Dm7 And I know if I had my chance, Dm F Am F G That I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a while Am Dm Am Dm But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver F F Dm F G Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step F G Am Dm7 G I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride F G Am Something touched me deep inside F G7 F F F The day the music died CHORUS F F F G So bye, bye Miss American Pie F F F G Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry F F F G And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Am D7 Am G7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die
VERSE F Dm Did you write the book of love F Dm Am G And do you have faith in god above, if the bible tells you so? F G Am Do you believe in rock and roll Dm7 F Am D7 G Can music save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to dance real slow? Am G Am G Well I know that you're in love with him 'cuz I saw you dancin' in the gym F F D7 F G7 You both kicked off your shoes, man I dig those rhythm and blues F G Am Dm F I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck with a pink carnation and a pickup truck F G Am F G7 F F F But I knew I was out of luck the day the music died, I started singin' CHORUS F F F G So bye, bye Miss American Pie F F F G Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry F F F G And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Am D7 Am G7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die VERSE F Dm Now for ten years we've been on our own, F Dm Am G and moss grows fat on a rolling stone but that's not how it used to be F G Am When the jester sang for the king and queen Dm7 F Am D7 G in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in a voice that came from you and me Am G Am G And while the king was looking down, the jester stole his thorny crown F F D7 F G7 The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned F G Am Dm F And while Lenin read a book on Marx, the quartet practiced in the park F G Am F G7 F F F And we sang dirges in the dark the day the music died, we were singin' CHORUS F F F G So bye, bye Miss American Pie F F F G Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry F F F G And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Am D7 Am G7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die VERSE F Dm Helter skelter in a summer swelter F Dm Am G the birds flew off with a fallout shelter, eight miles high and fallin' fast F G Am It landed foul on the grass Dm7 F Am D7 G the players tried for a forward pass, with the jester on the sidelines in D cast Am G Am G Now at halftime there was sweet perfume, while sergeants played a marching Tune F F D7 F G7 We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance F G Am Dm F 'Cuz the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield F G Am F G7 F F F Do you recall what was the feel the day the music died, we started singin' CHORUS F F F G So bye, bye Miss American Pie F F F G Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry F F F G And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Am D7 Am G7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die VERSE F Dm And there we were all in one place, F Dm Am G a generation lost in space, with no time left to start again F G Am Dm7 F So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candle Am D7 G stick, 'cuz fire is the devil's only friend Am G Am G And as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in fists of rage F F D7 F G7 No angel born in Hell could bread that Satan's spell F G Am Dm F And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial rite F G Am F G7 F F F I saw Satan laughing with delight the day the music died, he was singin' CHORUS F F F G So bye, bye Miss American Pie F F F G Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry F F F G And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Am D7 Am G7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die LAST VERSE F G Am I met a girl who sang the blues Dm F Am G And I asked her for some happy news, but she just smiled and turned away F G Am I went down to the sacred store Dm F Am F Where I'd heard the music years before, but the man there said the music G wouldn't play Am Dm Am Dm But in the streets the children screamed, the lovers cried and the poets dreamed F F Dm F G But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken F G Am Dm7 F G7 And the three men I admire most, the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost F G Am Dm7 G7 F They caught the last train for the coast the day the music died, G7 And they were singin' FINAL CHORUS F F F G So bye, bye Miss American Pie F F F G Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry F F F G And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye F G7 F F F Singin' this will be the day that I die. ...Long Island...
