A long long ago I can remember how music used to make me smile And I if I had my chance I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be for a while
But February me shiver With every paper I'd Bad news on the I take one more step
I remember if I cried When I about his widowed bride Something touched me deep The day the music So
Bye, bye Miss Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the was dry And them good ole boys drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day I die This'll be the day I die
Did you write the of love And do you have in God above If the tells you so? Do you believe in rock and Can music save your mortal And can you teach me how to dance slow?
Well, I know you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you in the gym You both off your shoes Man, I dig rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage buck With a carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of The day the died I singin'
Bye, bye American Pie my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good ole boys drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day I die This'll be the day I die
Now, for ten years we've on our own And moss grows fat on a rolling But, not how it used to be
When the sang for the king and queen In a he borrowed from James Dean And a that came from you and me
Oh and the king was looking down The jester stole his crown The was adjourned No was returned
And while Lennon a book on Marx The quartet in the park And we dirges in the dark The day the music We were
Bye, bye American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the was dry Them ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye And this'll be the day that I die be the day that I die
Helter skelter in a summer The birds flew off a fallout shelter miles high and falling fast
It landed foul on the The players for a forward pass With the jester on the in a cast
Now the half-time air was perfume While played a marching tune We all got up to Oh, but we never got the
'Cause the players to take the field The marching band refused to Do you what was revealed The day the music We started
Bye, bye Miss Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the was dry Them ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye And singin' be the day that I die be the day that I die
Oh, and we were all in one place A generation in space no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be Jack sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the only friend
Oh and as I him on the stage My were clenched in fists of rage No angel in Hell Could break that Satan's
And as the flames high into the night To light the sacrificial I saw Satan laughing with The day the music He was
Bye, bye American Pie my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day I die be the day that I die
I met a who sang the blues And I asked her for happy news But she just smiled and turned
I went to the sacred store Where I'd heard the music before But the man there the music wouldn't play
And in the the children screamed The cried, and the poets dreamed But not a was spoken The bells all were broken
And the men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy They the last train for the coast The day the music And they singing
Bye, bye American Pie Drove my Chevy to the but the levee was dry And them good ole boys were whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day I die be the day that I die
They were Bye, bye Miss Pie my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' be the day that I die