Chords for Don McLean - American Pie (Lyric Video)

A [D] long, long [Em] time ago, _
[Am] I can still [C] remember how that [Em] music used to make me [D] smile. _
_ _ _ [G] And I knew [F#] if I [Em] had my chance, [Am] that I could [C] make those people dance, [Em] and maybe they'd
be [C] happy for a [D] while. _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] But February [Am] made me shiver with every paper I'd deliver.
_ [C] Bad news [G] on the [Am] doorstep, I [C] couldn't take one more [D] step.
_ _ _ [G] I can't [D] remember [Em] if I cried when I [C]
read about his [D] widowed bride. _ _
[G] Something touched me [Em] _ deep inside [C] the day.
_ [D] The _ music _ _ _ [G] died.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
So bye [C]-bye, Miss [G] American [D] Pie.
Drove [G] my Chevy to [C] the levee, but the [D] levee was dry.
[G] And them good old boys were drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
_ _ _ _ [Em] This'll be the day that I [D] die. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] Did you write [Am] the book of love, [C] and do you have faith [Em] in God above?
_ If the Bible [D] tells you so.
_ _ And do [G] you believe [Em] in rock and roll?
[A] Can music _ [Bm] [C] save your mortal soul?
[Em] And can you [A] teach me how to [D] dance real slow?
Well, [Em] I know that you're [D] in love with him, [Em] cause I saw you [D] dancing in the gym.
[G] You both kicked [A] off your shoes.
[C] Man, I dig those [D] rhythmic blues.
I [G] was a lonely [Em] teenage bronkin' buck, [Am] with a pink carnation [C] and a pickup truck.
[G] But I [D] knew I [Em] was out of luck the [C] day.
The [D] _ _ [G] music died.
[C] _ _ [G] I [D] started singing, [G] bye [C]-bye, Miss [G] American [D] Pie.
Drove [G] my Chevy to [C] the levee, but [G] the levee was [D] dry.
Them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey and [D] rye, and [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
_ _ [Em] This'll be the day that I die. _ _ _ _
Now [G] for ten years, [Am] we've been on our [C] own.
And Moss grows [Am] fat on a rolling stone, but that's not how [D] it used to be.
_ [E] _ _ _ [G] When the jester [D] sang [Em] for the king and queen [A] in a coat he borrowed [C] from James Dean,
In a voice that [A] came from you and [D] me. _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] And while the king [D] was looking down, [Em] the jester stole [D] his thorny crown.
[C] The courtroom _ [A] was adjourned, _ [C] _ _
_ [D] but returned.
[G] And while Lennon read [Em] a book on Marx, [Am] a quartet [C] practiced in the park.
[G] And we sang [Em] dirges in the dark.
[C] The day _ [D] the _ [G] music died, _ _ we [D] were singing, [G] bye [C]-bye, [G] Miss American [D] Pie.
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry.
Them good [C] old boys were [G] drinking whiskey and rye, and [Em] singing,
This'll be the [A] day that I die.
_ _ [Em] This'll be the day [D] that I die. _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ Helped a [Am] skelter in a summer swelter, [C] the birds flew off with a fallout [Em] shelter.
_ Eight miles [D] high and falling _ _ _ fast, [G] it landed [Em] foul on the grass.
[Am] The players tried [C] for a forward pass, [Em] with the jester on [A] the sidelines in [D] a _ _ cast.
_ _ [Em] Now the halftime air [D] was sweet perfume, [Em] while the sergeants [D] played a marching [G] tune.
[C] We all got [Am] up to dance, oh, but we never got [D] a chance.
[G] As the players tried [Em] to take the field, [Am] the marching [C] band refused to yield.
[G] Do you recall [Em] what was revealed [C] the day the [D] _ _ music [G] died?
_ _ [G] We started singing, bye-bye, Miss American [D] Pie.
[G] Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee [D] was dry.
[G] Them good old boys were drinking whiskey [D] and rye, and [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
_ [Em] _
This'll be the day [D] that I die. _ _ _
Oh, [G] and there we [E] were all in one place, [C] a generation [Am] _
lost in [Em] space,
with no time [D] left to start again.
_ _ So [G] come on, Jack, be nimble, [Em] Jack, be quick.
[Am] Jack Flash sat [C] on a candlestick, [Em] cause _ fire [A] is the devil's [D] only friend.
_ _ _ _ [Em] Oh, and as I watched [D] him on the stage, [Em] my hands were [D] clenched in fists of rage.
[C] No angel [Bm] born in [Am] hell _ [C] could break that [D] Satan's spell.
And [G] as the planes climbed [Em] high into the night [Am] to light the _ [C] sacrificial rite,
I [G] saw Satan [Em] laughing with delight.
[C] The day the [D] _ _ [G] music died, _ _ he was singing, bye-bye, Miss American Pie.
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee [D] was dry.
[G] Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye, and [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
_ [Em] _
This'll be the day that [D] I die. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] And I [D] met a girl who [Em] sang the blues, and [Am] I asked her for some [C] happy news,
_ [Em] but she just smiled and turned away. _ _ _
I [Bm] went down to the Sacred Store, [Am] where I'd [G] heard the music [C] years before,
[Em] but the man there said the [C] music _ _ wouldn't [D] play.
_ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ [Em] And in the streets, the [A] children [Am] screamed, _ [Em] the lovers cried, and the poets dreamed,
but not [G] a word was [Am] spoken.
_ [Bm] The [C] church bells all were [A] broken, _ [A] _ _
[G] and the three [D] men I [Em] admire most,
[G] _
[C] the Father, Son, and [D] the Holy Ghost, _ [G] they caught the [D] last train [Em] for the coast.
[C] The day _ the [D] _ _ music _ _ [G] died, _ _ _ and they [Cm] were singing, _ _ [G] bye _ -bye, Miss _ [D] American Pie.
[Bm] Drove my Chevy to [C] the levee, but [G] the levee [D] was dry.
_ [G] Them good old [C] boys were drinking whiskey [D] and rye, and singing,
[Em] This'll be the day that [A] I die. _
_ [Em] _ _ _ This'll be the day that [D] I die. _ _ _ _
They were [Am] singing, [G] bye _ -bye, Miss American [D] Pie.
[G] Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the [D] levee was dry.
[G] Them good old boys [G] were drinking whiskey and [D] rye,
singing, [C] This'll be the [D] day that I die.
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _