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+{title:American Pie}
+{subtitle:Don McLean}
+{Key: G}
+
+A [G]long, [D]long [Em7]time ago
+[Am]I can still re[C]member
+How that m[Em]usic used to make me [D]smile
+And [G]I know [D]if I [Em7]had my chance
+That [Am]I could make those [C]people dance
+And [Em]maybe they'd be [C]happy for a [D]while
+[Em]February [Am]made me shiver
+With [Em]every paper [Am]I'd deliver
+[C]Bad news [G]on the [Am]doorstep
+I [C]couldn't take one more [D]step
+I [G]can't remem[D]ber if I [Em]cried
+When I [Am7]read about his [D]widowed bride
+[G]Something [D]touched me [Em]deep inside
+The [C]day the [D7]music [G]died[C] [G]
+
+
+{c:Chorus}
+
+So [G]bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
+Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
+And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
+Singin' [Em]this will be the day that I [A7]die
+[Em]This will be the day that I [D7]die
+
+
+[G]Did you write the [Am]book of love
+And do [C]you have faith in [Am]god above
+[Em]if the bible [D]tells you so?
+[G]Do you [D]believe in [Em]rock and roll
+Can [Am7]music save your[C] mortal soul
+And can y[Em]ou teach me how to dance[A7] real slow[D]?
+
+Well I [Em]know that you're in [D]love with him
+'Cuz I [Em]saw you dancin' [D]in the gym
+You [C]both kicked [G]off your [A7]shoes
+Man I [C]dig those rhythm and [D7]blues
+I was a [G]lonely [D]teenage [Em]broncin' buck
+With a [Am]pink carnation and a [C]pickup truck
+But [G]I knew [D]I was [Em]out of luck the [C]day
+The [D7]music [G]die[C]d, [G]I started singin'
+
+{c:Chorus}
+
+Now for ten years we've been on our own,
+And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
+But that's not how it used to be
+When the jester sang for the king and queen
+In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
+In a voice that came from you and me
+And while the king was looking down
+The jester stole his thorny crown
+The courtroom was adjourned
+No verdict was returned
+And while Lenin read a book on Marx
+The quartet practiced in the park
+And we sang dirges in the dark
+The day the music died, we were singin'
+
+{c:Chorus}
+
+Helter skelter in a summer swelter
+The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
+Eight miles high and fallin' fast
+It landed foul on the grass
+The players tried for a forward pass
+With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
+Now at halftime there was sweet perfume
+While sergeants played a marching tune
+We all got up to dance
+But we never got the chance
+Cause the players tried to take the field
+The marching band refused to yield
+Do you recall what was the feel
+The day the music died, we started singin'
+
+{c:Chorus}
+
+And there we were all in one place,
+A generation lost in space
+With no time left to start again
+So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
+Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
+'Cuz fire is the devil's only friend
+And as I watched him on the stage
+My hands were clenched in fists of rage
+No angel born in Hell
+Could bread that Satan's spell
+And as the flames climbed high into the night
+To light the sacrificial rite
+I saw Satan laughing with delight
+The day the music died, he was singing
+
+I met a girl who sang the blues
+And I asked her for some happy news
+But she just smiled and turned away
+I went down to the sacred store
+Where I'd heard the music years before
+but the man there
+Said the music wouldn't play
+But in the streets the children screamed
+The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
+But not a word was spoken
+The church bells all were broken
+And the three men I admire most
+The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
+They caught the last train for the coast
+The day the music died, And they were singing
+
+{c:Chorus}
+
+So bye, bye Miss American Pi
+Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry
+And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
+Singin' this will be the day that I die.
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