Lirik Lagu American Pie - Mclean Don
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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A long long time agoI can still remember how 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 while.But February made me shiverWith every paper I'd deliverBad news on the doorstepI couldn't take one more stepI can't remember if I criedWhen I read about his widowed brideBut something touched me deep insideThe day the music died
So bye-bye, Miss American PieDrove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dryAnd them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeSingin' this'll be the day that I dieThis'll be the day that I die
Did you write the Book of Love?And do you have faith in God above?If the Bible tells you soAnd do you believe in rock 'n rollCan music save your mortal soulAnd can you teach me how 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 shoesMan, I dig those rhythm and bluesI was a lonely teenage broncin' buckWith a pink carnation and a pickup truckBut I knew I was out of luckThe day the music died
I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American PieDrove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dryAnd them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeSingin' this'll be the day that I dieThis'll be the day that I die
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 verdict was returnedAnd while Lennon read a book of MarxThe quartet practiced in the parkAnd we sang dirges in the darkThe day the music died
We were singing bye-bye, Miss Americ
So bye-bye, Miss American PieDrove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dryAnd them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeSingin' this'll be the day that I dieThis'll be the day that I die
Did you write the Book of Love?And do you have faith in God above?If the Bible tells you soAnd do you believe in rock 'n rollCan music save your mortal soulAnd can you teach me how 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 shoesMan, I dig those rhythm and bluesI was a lonely teenage broncin' buckWith a pink carnation and a pickup truckBut I knew I was out of luckThe day the music died
I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American PieDrove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dryAnd them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeSingin' this'll be the day that I dieThis'll be the day that I die
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 verdict was returnedAnd while Lennon read a book of MarxThe quartet practiced in the parkAnd we sang dirges in the darkThe day the music died
We were singing bye-bye, Miss Americ
