Luyện nghe bài hát American Pie

In the streets, the screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets
And not a word was
The bells, all were broken

The three men I admired
The Father, Son, and The Holy
They took the train for the coast
The day the died

were singing, "Bye, bye, Miss American Pie"
I drove my Chevy to the but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were whiskey and rye
Singing, "This'll be the day I die, this'll be the day that I die"

And the three men I most
The Father, Son, and The Ghost
They the last train for the coast
The day the music