Chords for Don McLean - American Pie (Lyrics)
Tempo:
137.7 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
Em
C
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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A [D] long, [Em] long time ago, [Am] I can [C] still remember how that [Em] music used to make [D] me smile.
[G] And I [D] knew if I [Em] had my chance, [Am] that I could [C] make those people dance, and [Em] maybe they'd
be [C] happy for a [D] while.
[Em] But February [Am] made me shiver [Em] with every paper [Am] I'd deliver.
Bad [G] news on the doorstep, [C] I couldn't take one more [D] step.
[G] I [D] can't remember [Em] if I cried when I [C] read about his [D] widowed bride.
[G] [D] Something touched [Em] me deep inside [C] the day the music
[G] died.
So bye [D]
-bye Miss [G] [D] American Pie, drove my [G] Chevy to [C] the levee, [G] but the [D] levee was dry.
[G] And them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
[Em] This'll be the day that [D] I die.
[G]
Did you [Am] write the book of love, and [C] do you have faith [Em] in God above?
If the Bible [D] tells you so.
And do [G] you believe in [Em] rock and roll, can [Am] music [Bm] save your [C] mortal soul?
And [Em] can you [A] teach me how to dance, [D] be it slow?
Well I [Em] know that you're in [D] love with him, [Em] cause I saw you dancing [D] in the gym.
[G] You both kicked [A] off your shoes.
[C] Man I dig [G] those rhythmic [D] blues, I was [G] a lonely [E] teenage [Em] bronkin' buck,
With [Am] a pink carnation [C] and a pickup truck.
[G] But I [D] knew I [Em] was out of luck, knew [C] the day [D] the [G] music died.
[C] [G] I [D] started singing, [G] bye [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie, drove [G] my Chevy [C] to the levee, but [G] the levee was [D] dry.
[G] And them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
[Em] This'll be the day that [D] I die.
[Bm] [G] Now for ten years [Am] we've been on our own, [C] and Moss grows [Am] fat out of Rolling Stone,
[Em] But that's not [D] how 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,
[Em] And a voice that [A] came from you [D] and me.
[D] Oh [Em] and while the king [D] was looking down, [Em] the jester [D] stole his thorny crown,
[C] The [G] courtroom was [A] adjourned, [C] no verdict [D] was [G] returned.
And while Lennon read [Em] a book on Marx, [Am] the quartet [C] practiced in the park,
[G] And we [Bm] sang [Em] courages in the dark, the [C] day [D] the [G] music died.
We [D] were singing, [G] bye [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie, drove my Chevy [C] to the levee, [G] but the levee [D] was dry.
[G] Them good [C] old boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [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 fall out of [Em] shelter,
Eight miles [D] high and falling fast,
[G] and 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.
We [Bm] all got [Am] up and danced, but we never got [D] the chance.
[G] As the [F#m] players tried [Em] to take the field, [Am] the marching [C] band refused to yield.
[G] Do [Bm] you recall [Em] what was revealed [C] the day the [D] [G] music died?
[C] [G] We [D] started singing, [G] bye [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie, [G] drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee [D] was dry.
[G] Them good [C] old boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
[Em] This'll be the day that [D] I die.
Oh, [G] and there we [E] were all in one place, [C] a generation [Am] lost in space,
[Em] With no time left [D] to start again.
So [G] come on, [F#m] 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 clenched [D] and fists of rage,
[C] No [G] angel born [Am] in hell [C] could break that [D] Satan's spell.
And as [G] the flames [D] climbed high [Em] into the night, [Am] into the light, the [C] sacrificial rite,
I [G] saw [F#m] Satan [Em] laughing with delight.
[C] The day the [D] music [G] died, [C] [G] he [D] was singing, [G] [C] bye-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie,
I drove [G] my Chevy [C] to the levee, [G] but the levee was [D] dry.
[G] Them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
[Em] This'll be the day [D] that I die.
[G] I met a girl who [Em] sang the blues, [Am] and I asked her for some [C] happy news,
[Em] but she just smiled [D] and turned away.
[G] I [Bm] went down to [Em] the sacred [G] store, [Am] where I'd heard [G] 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 [A] the children [Am] screamed, [Em] the lovers cried [Am] and the poets dreamed,
[C] but not [G] a word [Am] was spoken, [C] the church bells all were [A] broken.
[D]
[G] And the three [D] men I [Em] admire most, [C] the Father, Son, and [D] the Holy Ghost,
[G] they caught [D] the last train for the coast.
[G] The day [D] the music [G]
died, and [Cm] they were singing, [G] bye [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie,
I drove [G] my Chevy to [C] the levee, but [G] the [D] levee was dry.
[G] Them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye,
[Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
[Em] This'll be the day that [D] I die.
[Am] They were singing, bye-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie,
drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee [D] was dry.
Them [G] good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [C] singing,
This'll be the day that I [G] die.
[G] And I [D] knew if I [Em] had my chance, [Am] that I could [C] make those people dance, and [Em] maybe they'd
be [C] happy for a [D] while.
[Em] But February [Am] made me shiver [Em] with every paper [Am] I'd deliver.
Bad [G] news on the doorstep, [C] I couldn't take one more [D] step.
[G] I [D] can't remember [Em] if I cried when I [C] read about his [D] widowed bride.
[G] [D] Something touched [Em] me deep inside [C] the day the music
[G] died.
So bye [D]
-bye Miss [G] [D] American Pie, drove my [G] Chevy to [C] the levee, [G] but the [D] levee was dry.
[G] And them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
[Em] This'll be the day that [D] I die.
[G]
Did you [Am] write the book of love, and [C] do you have faith [Em] in God above?
If the Bible [D] tells you so.
And do [G] you believe in [Em] rock and roll, can [Am] music [Bm] save your [C] mortal soul?
And [Em] can you [A] teach me how to dance, [D] be it slow?
Well I [Em] know that you're in [D] love with him, [Em] cause I saw you dancing [D] in the gym.
[G] You both kicked [A] off your shoes.
[C] Man I dig [G] those rhythmic [D] blues, I was [G] a lonely [E] teenage [Em] bronkin' buck,
With [Am] a pink carnation [C] and a pickup truck.
[G] But I [D] knew I [Em] was out of luck, knew [C] the day [D] the [G] music died.
[C] [G] I [D] started singing, [G] bye [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie, drove [G] my Chevy [C] to the levee, but [G] the levee was [D] dry.
[G] And them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
[Em] This'll be the day that [D] I die.
[Bm] [G] Now for ten years [Am] we've been on our own, [C] and Moss grows [Am] fat out of Rolling Stone,
[Em] But that's not [D] how 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,
[Em] And a voice that [A] came from you [D] and me.
[D] Oh [Em] and while the king [D] was looking down, [Em] the jester [D] stole his thorny crown,
[C] The [G] courtroom was [A] adjourned, [C] no verdict [D] was [G] returned.
And while Lennon read [Em] a book on Marx, [Am] the quartet [C] practiced in the park,
[G] And we [Bm] sang [Em] courages in the dark, the [C] day [D] the [G] music died.
We [D] were singing, [G] bye [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie, drove my Chevy [C] to the levee, [G] but the levee [D] was dry.
[G] Them good [C] old boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [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 fall out of [Em] shelter,
Eight miles [D] high and falling fast,
[G] and 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.
We [Bm] all got [Am] up and danced, but we never got [D] the chance.
[G] As the [F#m] players tried [Em] to take the field, [Am] the marching [C] band refused to yield.
[G] Do [Bm] you recall [Em] what was revealed [C] the day the [D] [G] music died?
[C] [G] We [D] started singing, [G] bye [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie, [G] drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee [D] was dry.
[G] Them good [C] old boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
[Em] This'll be the day that [D] I die.
Oh, [G] and there we [E] were all in one place, [C] a generation [Am] lost in space,
[Em] With no time left [D] to start again.
So [G] come on, [F#m] 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 clenched [D] and fists of rage,
[C] No [G] angel born [Am] in hell [C] could break that [D] Satan's spell.
And as [G] the flames [D] climbed high [Em] into the night, [Am] into the light, the [C] sacrificial rite,
I [G] saw [F#m] Satan [Em] laughing with delight.
[C] The day the [D] music [G] died, [C] [G] he [D] was singing, [G] [C] bye-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie,
I drove [G] my Chevy [C] to the levee, [G] but the levee was [D] dry.
[G] Them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
[Em] This'll be the day [D] that I die.
[G] I met a girl who [Em] sang the blues, [Am] and I asked her for some [C] happy news,
[Em] but she just smiled [D] and turned away.
[G] I [Bm] went down to [Em] the sacred [G] store, [Am] where I'd heard [G] 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 [A] the children [Am] screamed, [Em] the lovers cried [Am] and the poets dreamed,
[C] but not [G] a word [Am] was spoken, [C] the church bells all were [A] broken.
[D]
[G] And the three [D] men I [Em] admire most, [C] the Father, Son, and [D] the Holy Ghost,
[G] they caught [D] the last train for the coast.
[G] The day [D] the music [G]
died, and [Cm] they were singing, [G] bye [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie,
I drove [G] my Chevy to [C] the levee, but [G] the [D] levee was dry.
[G] Them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye,
[Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
[Em] This'll be the day that [D] I die.
[Am] They were singing, bye-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie,
drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee [D] was dry.
Them [G] good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [C] singing,
This'll be the day that I [G] die.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ A [D] long, [Em] long time ago, _ [Am] _ I can [C] still remember how that [Em] music used to make [D] me smile.
_ _ _ _ [G] And I [D] knew if I [Em] had my chance, [Am] that I could [C] make those people dance, and [Em] maybe they'd
be [C] happy for a [D] while. _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] But February [Am] made me shiver [Em] with every paper [Am] I'd deliver.
_ _ Bad [G] news on the doorstep, _ [C] I couldn't take one more [D] step. _ _ _ _
[G] I [D] can't remember [Em] if I cried when I [C] read about his [D] widowed bride.
_ _ [G] _ [D] Something touched [Em] me _ deep inside [C] the day _ the _ _ music _ _
[G] died. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ So bye [D] _
-bye Miss [G] _ [D] American Pie, drove my [G] Chevy to [C] the levee, [G] but the [D] levee was dry.
[G] And them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die. _ _ _ _
[Em] _ This'll be the day that [D] I die.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
Did you [Am] write the book of love, and [C] do you have faith [Em] in God above?
If the Bible [D] tells you so. _
And do [G] you believe in [Em] rock and roll, can [Am] music [Bm] save your [C] mortal soul?
And [Em] can you [A] teach me how to dance, [D] be it slow? _ _
Well I [Em] know that you're in [D] love with him, [Em] cause I saw you dancing [D] in the gym.
[G] You both kicked [A] off your shoes.
[C] Man I dig [G] those rhythmic [D] blues, I was [G] a lonely [E] teenage [Em] bronkin' buck,
With [Am] a pink carnation [C] and a pickup truck.
[G] But I [D] knew I [Em] was out of luck, knew [C] the day _ [D] the _ [G] music died.
[C] _ _ [G] I [D] started singing, [G] bye _ [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie, drove [G] my Chevy [C] to the levee, but [G] the levee was [D] dry.
[G] And them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die. _ _
[Em] This'll be the day that [D] I die. _
_ _ [Bm] _ [G] Now for ten years [Am] we've been on our own, [C] and Moss grows [Am] fat out of Rolling Stone,
[Em] But that's not [D] how 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,
[Em] And a voice that [A] came from you [D] and _ _ me.
_ [D] Oh [Em] and while the king [D] was looking down, [Em] the jester [D] stole his thorny crown,
[C] The [G] courtroom was [A] _ adjourned, [C] no verdict [D] was [G] returned.
And while Lennon read [Em] a book on Marx, [Am] the quartet _ [C] practiced in the park,
[G] And we [Bm] sang [Em] courages in the dark, the [C] day _ [D] the _ [G] music died.
_ _ We [D] were singing, [G] bye [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie, drove my Chevy [C] to the levee, [G] but the levee [D] was dry.
[G] Them good [C] old boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [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 fall out of [Em] shelter,
_ Eight miles [D] high and falling _ _ fast, _
[G] _ and 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.
We [Bm] all got [Am] up and danced, but we never got [D] the chance.
[G] As the [F#m] players tried [Em] to take the field, [Am] the marching [C] band refused to yield.
[G] Do [Bm] you recall [Em] what was revealed [C] the day the [D] _ _ [G] music died?
[C] _ _ [G] We [D] started singing, [G] bye [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie, [G] drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee [D] was dry.
[G] Them good [C] old boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die. _ _
[Em] This'll be the day that [D] I die. _
_ _ Oh, [G] and there we [E] were all in one place, [C] a generation [Am] lost in space,
[Em] With no time left [D] to start again.
_ _ So [G] come on, [F#m] 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 clenched [D] and fists of rage,
[C] No [G] angel born [Am] in hell _ [C] could break that [D] Satan's spell.
And as [G] the flames [D] climbed high [Em] into the night, [Am] into the light, the _ [C] sacrificial rite,
I [G] saw [F#m] Satan [Em] laughing with delight.
[C] The day the [D] _ _ music [G] died, [C] _ _ [G] he [D] was singing, [G] _ [C] bye-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie,
I drove [G] my Chevy [C] to the levee, [G] but the levee was [D] dry.
[G] Them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die. _ _
[Em] This'll be the day [D] that I die. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] I met a girl who [Em] sang the blues, [Am] and I asked her for some [C] happy news, _
[Em] but she just smiled [D] and turned away. _
_ _ [G] I [Bm] went down to [Em] the sacred [G] store, [Am] where I'd heard [G] 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 [A] the children [Am] screamed, _ [Em] the lovers cried [Am] and the poets dreamed,
_ [C] but not [G] a word [Am] was spoken, _ _ [C] the church bells all were [A] broken.
[D] _ _
_ [G] And the three [D] men I [Em] admire most, _ [C] the Father, Son, and [D] the Holy Ghost,
_ [G] they caught [D] the last train for the coast.
[G] The day _ [D] the _ music _ _ [G] _
died, _ _ and [Cm] they were singing, _ _ [G] bye _ [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie,
I drove [G] my Chevy to [C] the levee, but [G] the [D] levee was dry.
[G] Them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, _
[Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
_ [Em] _ _ _ This'll be the day that [D] I die. _ _ _
_ [Am] They were singing, _ bye-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie,
drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee [D] was dry.
Them [G] good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [C] singing,
This'll be the day that I [G] die. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ A [D] long, [Em] long time ago, _ [Am] _ I can [C] still remember how that [Em] music used to make [D] me smile.
_ _ _ _ [G] And I [D] knew if I [Em] had my chance, [Am] that I could [C] make those people dance, and [Em] maybe they'd
be [C] happy for a [D] while. _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] But February [Am] made me shiver [Em] with every paper [Am] I'd deliver.
_ _ Bad [G] news on the doorstep, _ [C] I couldn't take one more [D] step. _ _ _ _
[G] I [D] can't remember [Em] if I cried when I [C] read about his [D] widowed bride.
_ _ [G] _ [D] Something touched [Em] me _ deep inside [C] the day _ the _ _ music _ _
[G] died. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ So bye [D] _
-bye Miss [G] _ [D] American Pie, drove my [G] Chevy to [C] the levee, [G] but the [D] levee was dry.
[G] And them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die. _ _ _ _
[Em] _ This'll be the day that [D] I die.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
Did you [Am] write the book of love, and [C] do you have faith [Em] in God above?
If the Bible [D] tells you so. _
And do [G] you believe in [Em] rock and roll, can [Am] music [Bm] save your [C] mortal soul?
And [Em] can you [A] teach me how to dance, [D] be it slow? _ _
Well I [Em] know that you're in [D] love with him, [Em] cause I saw you dancing [D] in the gym.
[G] You both kicked [A] off your shoes.
[C] Man I dig [G] those rhythmic [D] blues, I was [G] a lonely [E] teenage [Em] bronkin' buck,
With [Am] a pink carnation [C] and a pickup truck.
[G] But I [D] knew I [Em] was out of luck, knew [C] the day _ [D] the _ [G] music died.
[C] _ _ [G] I [D] started singing, [G] bye _ [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie, drove [G] my Chevy [C] to the levee, but [G] the levee was [D] dry.
[G] And them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die. _ _
[Em] This'll be the day that [D] I die. _
_ _ [Bm] _ [G] Now for ten years [Am] we've been on our own, [C] and Moss grows [Am] fat out of Rolling Stone,
[Em] But that's not [D] how 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,
[Em] And a voice that [A] came from you [D] and _ _ me.
_ [D] Oh [Em] and while the king [D] was looking down, [Em] the jester [D] stole his thorny crown,
[C] The [G] courtroom was [A] _ adjourned, [C] no verdict [D] was [G] returned.
And while Lennon read [Em] a book on Marx, [Am] the quartet _ [C] practiced in the park,
[G] And we [Bm] sang [Em] courages in the dark, the [C] day _ [D] the _ [G] music died.
_ _ We [D] were singing, [G] bye [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie, drove my Chevy [C] to the levee, [G] but the levee [D] was dry.
[G] Them good [C] old boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [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 fall out of [Em] shelter,
_ Eight miles [D] high and falling _ _ fast, _
[G] _ and 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.
We [Bm] all got [Am] up and danced, but we never got [D] the chance.
[G] As the [F#m] players tried [Em] to take the field, [Am] the marching [C] band refused to yield.
[G] Do [Bm] you recall [Em] what was revealed [C] the day the [D] _ _ [G] music died?
[C] _ _ [G] We [D] started singing, [G] bye [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie, [G] drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee [D] was dry.
[G] Them good [C] old boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die. _ _
[Em] This'll be the day that [D] I die. _
_ _ Oh, [G] and there we [E] were all in one place, [C] a generation [Am] lost in space,
[Em] With no time left [D] to start again.
_ _ So [G] come on, [F#m] 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 clenched [D] and fists of rage,
[C] No [G] angel born [Am] in hell _ [C] could break that [D] Satan's spell.
And as [G] the flames [D] climbed high [Em] into the night, [Am] into the light, the _ [C] sacrificial rite,
I [G] saw [F#m] Satan [Em] laughing with delight.
[C] The day the [D] _ _ music [G] died, [C] _ _ [G] he [D] was singing, [G] _ [C] bye-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie,
I drove [G] my Chevy [C] to the levee, [G] but the levee was [D] dry.
[G] Them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die. _ _
[Em] This'll be the day [D] that I die. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] I met a girl who [Em] sang the blues, [Am] and I asked her for some [C] happy news, _
[Em] but she just smiled [D] and turned away. _
_ _ [G] I [Bm] went down to [Em] the sacred [G] store, [Am] where I'd heard [G] 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 [A] the children [Am] screamed, _ [Em] the lovers cried [Am] and the poets dreamed,
_ [C] but not [G] a word [Am] was spoken, _ _ [C] the church bells all were [A] broken.
[D] _ _
_ [G] And the three [D] men I [Em] admire most, _ [C] the Father, Son, and [D] the Holy Ghost,
_ [G] they caught [D] the last train for the coast.
[G] The day _ [D] the _ music _ _ [G] _
died, _ _ and [Cm] they were singing, _ _ [G] bye _ [C]-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie,
I drove [G] my Chevy to [C] the levee, but [G] the [D] levee was dry.
[G] Them good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, _
[Em] singing,
This'll be the day that [A] I die.
_ [Em] _ _ _ This'll be the day that [D] I die. _ _ _
_ [Am] They were singing, _ bye-bye [G] Miss American [D] Pie,
drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee [D] was dry.
Them [G] good old [C] boys were [G] drinking whiskey [D] and rye, [C] singing,
This'll be the day that I [G] die. _ _
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