A long time ago I can still how That used to make me smile And I if I had my chance That I could make those people And maybe they'd be for a while
But February me shiver With every paper I'd Bad on the doorstep I couldn't take one more
I remember if I cried When I about his widowed bride touched me deep inside The day the died So
Bye, bye American Pie my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' be the day that I die be the day that I die
Did you write the of love And do you faith in God above If the tells you so? Do you believe in and roll? Can music save mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance real
Well, I know that in love with him 'Cause I saw you in the gym You both kicked off shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and
I was a teenage broncin' buck With a carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of The day the died I singin'
Bye, bye Miss Pie Drove my Chevy to the but the levee was dry And them ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day I die This'll be the day I die
Now, for ten years been on our own And moss fat on a rolling stone But, not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the and queen In a he borrowed from James Dean And a voice came from you and me
Oh and while the was looking down The stole his thorny crown The was adjourned No verdict was
And while read a book on Marx The quartet in the park And we dirges in the dark The day the died We singin'
Bye, bye American Pie my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole were drinking whiskey and rye And singin' be the day that I die be the day that I die
Helter in a summer swelter The flew off with a fallout shelter Eight high and falling fast
It foul on the grass The tried for a forward pass With the jester on the in a cast
Now the half-time air was perfume sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to Oh, but we never got the
'Cause the tried to take the field The marching band refused to Do you recall what was The day the died? We singin'
Bye, bye American Pie Drove my to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinking and rye And singin' this'll be the day I die be the day that I die
Oh, and there we were all in one A lost in space no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, be quick Jack Flash sat on a 'Cause fire is the devil's only
Oh and as I watched him on the My hands clenched in fists of rage No angel in Hell Could that Satan's spell
And as the flames high into the night To light the sacrificial I saw Satan laughing with The day the died He was
Bye, bye Miss Pie Drove my Chevy to the but the levee was dry Them good ole boys drinking whiskey and rye Singin' be the day that I die This'll be the day I die
I met a girl who the blues And I asked her for some news But she just smiled and turned
I went down to the sacred I'd heard the music years before But the man there the music wouldn't play
And in the streets the children The lovers cried, and the dreamed But not a was spoken The church all were broken
And the three men I admire The Father, Son, and the Ghost They caught the last for the coast The day the music And were singing
Bye, bye Miss Pie my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day I die be the day that I die
They were Bye, bye Miss Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the was dry Them good ole boys were whiskey and rye this'll be the day that I die