Luyện nghe bài hát American Pie

A long, time ago...
I can still
How music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my
That I make those people dance
And, maybe, they'd be for a while.

But february me shiver
every paper I'd deliver.
Bad on the doorstep;
I couldn't take one step.

I can't remember if I
I read about his widowed bride,
But something me deep inside
The day the died.

So bye-bye, american pie.
my chevy to the levee,
But the was dry.
And them good old boys were whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day I die.
"this'll be the day I die."

Did you the book of love,
And do you faith in God above,
If the Bible you so?
Do you in rock 'n roll,
Can save your mortal soul,
And can you me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in with him
`cause I saw you in the gym.
You kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin'
a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I I was out of luck
The day the died.

I singin',
"bye-bye, american pie."
Drove my to the levee,
But the was dry.
Them old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day I die.
"this'll be the day I die."

Now for ten we've been on our own
And moss fat on a rollin' stone,
But not how it used to be.
the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed james dean
And a that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the was looking down,
The stole his thorny crown.
The was adjourned;
No was returned.
And while lennon a book of marx,
The practiced in the park,
And we sang in the dark
The day the died.

We singing,
"bye-bye, miss pie."
Drove my to the levee,
But the was dry.
Them good old boys drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day I die.
"this'll be the day I die."

Helter skelter in a swelter.
The birds flew off with a shelter,
Eight miles and falling fast.
It foul on the grass.
The players tried for a pass,
With the jester on the in a cast.

Now the air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
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 died?

We singing,
"bye-bye, miss pie."
Drove my to the levee,
But the was dry.
good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day I die.
"this'll be the day I die."

Oh, and there we all in one place,
A lost in space
With no time left to again.
So come on: jack be nimble, be quick!
Jack flash sat on a
Cause is the devil's only friend.

Oh, and as I him on the stage
My were clenched in fists of rage.
No born in hell
Could break that spell.
And as the flames high into the night
To the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan with delight
The day the music

He was singing,
"bye-bye, american pie."
Drove my to the levee,
But the was dry.
Them good old boys drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day I die.
"this'll be the day I die."

I met a girl who the blues
And I her for some happy news,
But she just and turned away.
I went down to the sacred
I'd heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music play.

And in the the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the dreamed.
But not a word was
The church bells all broken.
And the men I admire most:
The father, son, and the ghost,
They caught the last train for the
The day the died.

And they singing,
"bye-bye, american pie."
Drove my to the levee,
But the was dry.
And them good old were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day I die.
"this'll be the day I die."

They singing,
"bye-bye, american pie."
my chevy to the levee,
But the was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day I die."