Luyện nghe bài hát Miss American Pie

A long long ago
I can still how
That music to make me smile
And I if I had my chance
That I could make people dance
And maybe they'd be for a while

But made me shiver
every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the
I take one more step

I remember if I cried
When I read his widowed bride
Something me deep inside
The day the music
So

Bye, bye American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking and rye
Singin' this'll be the day I die
be the day that I die

Did you the book of love
And do you faith in God above
If the tells you so?
Do you believe in and roll?
Can music save your soul?
And can you teach me how to dance slow?

Well, I know that you're in love him
I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both off your shoes
Man, I dig rhythm and blues

I was a lonely broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a truck
But I I was out of luck
The day the died
I singin'

Bye, bye Miss Pie
Drove my to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were whiskey and rye
Singin' be the day that I die
This'll be the day I die

Now, for ten we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a 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 the king was looking down
The jester his thorny crown
The courtroom was
No was returned

And Lennon read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the
And we dirges in the dark
The day the music
We singin'

Bye, bye Miss Pie
Drove my Chevy to the but the levee was dry
Them good ole were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin' this'll be the day I die
be the day that I die

Helter skelter in a swelter
The birds flew off a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and fast

It landed foul on the
The players tried for a pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a

Now the air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching
We all got up to
Oh, but we never got the

'Cause the players tried to take the
The marching band to yield
Do you recall what was
The day the music
We started

Bye, bye American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking and rye
And this'll be the day that I die
be the day that I die

Oh, and there we all in one place
A generation lost in
With no left to start again

So come on be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack sat on a candlestick
'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 Satan's spell

And as the climbed high into the night
To the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing delight
The day the died
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' be the day that I die
be the day that I die

I met a girl who the blues
And I asked her for some happy
But she just smiled and away

I went down to the store
Where I'd the music years before
But the man there said the wouldn't play

And in the streets the children
The cried, and the poets 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 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
This'll be the day I die

They singing
Bye, bye American Pie
Drove my to the levee but the levee was dry
good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' be the day that I die