American Pie

A long, long time ago

I can still remember

How that music used to make me smile

And I knew that if I had my chance

I could make those people dance

And maybe they'd be happy for a while

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 'n' roll?

And 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 dancing in the gym

<span begin="1:16.545" end="1:19.580">You both kicked off your shoes</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:18.846" end="1:21.329">(Both kicked off your shoes)</span></span>

Man, I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage bronking buck

With a pink carnation and a pick-up truck but I

Knew that I was out of luck

The day the music died

I started singing

Bye, bye, Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

And good old boys were 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 blues and I

Asked her for some happy news

But she just smiled and turned away

Well, 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

<span begin="2:37.290" end="2:41.506">Well now, in the streets the children screamed</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:40.691" end="2:43.557">(The children screamed)</span></span>

<span begin="2:41.709" end="2:45.408">The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:44.608" end="2:47.408">(The poets dreamed)</span></span>

<span begin="2:46.058" end="2:48.959">But not a word was spoken</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:47.773" end="2:50.888">(Not a word was spoken)</span></span>

The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire the most

The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost

They caught the last train for the coast

The day the music died

We started singing

Bye, bye, Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing this'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die

Bye, bye, Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing this'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die

We started singing

We started singing

We started singing

We started singing