Lirik Lagu American Pie - Don McLean
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A long long time ago, I can still rememberHow that music used to make me smileAnd I knew if I had my chanceThat I could make those people danceAnd maybe, they'd be happy for a whileBut February made me shiverWith ev'ry paper I'd deliverBad news on the door stepI couldn't take one more stepI can't remember if I creidWhen I read about this widowed brideSomething touched me deep insideThe day the music died, so
*Bye bye Miss American PieDrove my chevy to the levyBut the levy was dryThen good old boysWere drinkin' whiskey in RyeSingin' this'll be the day that I dieThis'll be the day that I die
Did you write the book of loveAnd do you have faith in god aboveIf the bible tells you soNow do you believe in rock and rollCan music save your mortal soulAnd can you teach meHow to dance real slowWell I know that you're in love with him'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gymYou both kicked off your shoesThen I digged those rhythm and bluesI was a lonely teenage broncin' buckWith a pink carnation and a pick up truckBut I knew I was out of luckThe day the music died, I started singing
(Repeat *)
Now for ten years we've been on our ownAnd moss grows fat on a rollin' stoneBut that's not how it used to beWhen the jester sang for the king and queenIn a coat he borrowed from James DeanAnd a voice that came from you and meOh and while the king was looking downThe jester stole his thorny crownThe courtroom was adjournedNo vredict was returnedAnd while Lenin read a book on MarxA quartet practised in the park
And we sang digges in the darkThe day the music died, we were singin'
(Repeat *)
Helter Skelter in a summer swelterThe birds fiew off with a fallout shelterEight miles high and fallin'fastPlant a flower on the grassThe players tried for a forward passWith the jester on the sidelines in a castNow the half-time air was sweet perfumeWhile the sergeants played a marching tuneWe all got up to danceBut we never got a chance'Cause the players tried to take the fieldThe marching banmd refused to yieldDo you recall what was revealedThe day the music died, we started singin'
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And there we were all in one placeA generation lost in spaceWith no time left to start againSo come on Jack be nimbleJack be quick, Jack flash sat on a candlestick'Cause fire is the devil's only friendAnd as I watched him on the stageMy hands were clenched in fists of rageNo angel born in hell could breakThat Satan's spellAnd as the flames climbed high into the nightTo light the sacrificial riteI was satan laughing with delightThe day the music died, he was singin',
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I met a girl who sang the bluesAnd I asked her for some happy newsBut she just smiled and turned awayI went down to the sacred storeWhere I'd heard the music years beforeBut the men there saidThe music wouldn't playBut in the streets the children screamedThe lovers cried and the poets dreamedBut not a world was spokenThe church bells all were brokenAnd the three man I admire mostThe father son and holly ghostThey caught the last train for the coastThe day the music diedAnd they were snigin'
(Repeat *)
*Bye bye Miss American PieDrove my chevy to the levyBut the levy was dryThen good old boysWere drinkin' whiskey in RyeSingin' this'll be the day that I dieThis'll be the day that I die
Did you write the book of loveAnd do you have faith in god aboveIf the bible tells you soNow do you believe in rock and rollCan music save your mortal soulAnd can you teach meHow to dance real slowWell I know that you're in love with him'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gymYou both kicked off your shoesThen I digged those rhythm and bluesI was a lonely teenage broncin' buckWith a pink carnation and a pick up truckBut I knew I was out of luckThe day the music died, I started singing
(Repeat *)
Now for ten years we've been on our ownAnd moss grows fat on a rollin' stoneBut that's not how it used to beWhen the jester sang for the king and queenIn a coat he borrowed from James DeanAnd a voice that came from you and meOh and while the king was looking downThe jester stole his thorny crownThe courtroom was adjournedNo vredict was returnedAnd while Lenin read a book on MarxA quartet practised in the park
And we sang digges in the darkThe day the music died, we were singin'
(Repeat *)
Helter Skelter in a summer swelterThe birds fiew off with a fallout shelterEight miles high and fallin'fastPlant a flower on the grassThe players tried for a forward passWith the jester on the sidelines in a castNow the half-time air was sweet perfumeWhile the sergeants played a marching tuneWe all got up to danceBut we never got a chance'Cause the players tried to take the fieldThe marching banmd refused to yieldDo you recall what was revealedThe day the music died, we started singin'
(Repeat *)
And there we were all in one placeA generation lost in spaceWith no time left to start againSo come on Jack be nimbleJack be quick, Jack flash sat on a candlestick'Cause fire is the devil's only friendAnd as I watched him on the stageMy hands were clenched in fists of rageNo angel born in hell could breakThat Satan's spellAnd as the flames climbed high into the nightTo light the sacrificial riteI was satan laughing with delightThe day the music died, he was singin',
(Repeat *)
I met a girl who sang the bluesAnd I asked her for some happy newsBut she just smiled and turned awayI went down to the sacred storeWhere I'd heard the music years beforeBut the men there saidThe music wouldn't playBut in the streets the children screamedThe lovers cried and the poets dreamedBut not a world was spokenThe church bells all were brokenAnd the three man I admire mostThe father son and holly ghostThey caught the last train for the coastThe day the music diedAnd they were snigin'
(Repeat *)
