A long time ago I can remember how That music to make me smile And I knew if I had my That I could make those dance And maybe they'd be happy for a
But February me shiver every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the I couldn't take one step
I remember if I cried I read about his widowed bride Something touched me inside The day the music So
Bye, bye Miss Pie Drove my Chevy to the but the levee was dry And them good ole were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day I die be the day that I die
Did you write the book of And do you have faith in God If the tells you so? Do you believe in and roll? Can music your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to real slow?
Well, I know that you're in with him 'Cause I saw you in the gym You both kicked off shoes Man, I dig those and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin' With a carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of The day the music I singin'
Bye, bye American Pie Drove my to the levee but the levee was dry And good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day I die be the day that I die
Now, for ten years been on our own And moss grows fat on a stone But, not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and In a coat he borrowed James Dean And a that came from you and me
Oh and the king was looking down The stole his thorny crown The was adjourned No was returned
And while Lennon read a book on The quartet practiced in the And we sang in the dark The day the died We were
Bye, bye Miss Pie Drove my to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole were drinking whiskey and rye And this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day I die
Helter skelter in a swelter The birds flew off a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling
It foul on the grass The players for a forward pass the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now the air was sweet perfume sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to Oh, but we got the chance
'Cause the tried to take the field The marching refused to yield Do you recall was revealed The day the music We singin'
Bye, bye Miss Pie my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were whiskey and rye And this'll be the day that I die be the day that I die
Oh, and we were all in one place A lost in space With no left to start again
So come on be nimble, Jack be quick Jack sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only
Oh and as I watched him on the My were clenched in fists of rage No born in Hell Could that Satan's spell
And as the flames high into the night To light the sacrificial I saw Satan laughing delight The day the music He was
Bye, bye American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the was dry good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day I die be the day that I die
I met a girl who the blues And I her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned
I went down to the store Where I'd the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't
And in the streets the children The lovers cried, and the poets But not a word was The church bells all were
And the three men I most The Father, Son, and the Holy They caught the last train for the The day the died And they were
Bye, bye Miss Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the was dry And them good ole were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day I die This'll be the day I die
They singing Bye, bye American Pie Drove my to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinking and rye Singin' be the day that I die