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American Pie Chords

This document contains the lyrics to the song "American Pie" by Don McLean. The lyrics tell the story of the day the music died through vivid imagery and references to important events and figures in rock music history from the late 1950s through the early 1970s. Over its many verses, the song mourns the loss of innocence and joy in the music of that era.

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American Pie Chords

This document contains the lyrics to the song "American Pie" by Don McLean. The lyrics tell the story of the day the music died through vivid imagery and references to important events and figures in rock music history from the late 1950s through the early 1970s. Over its many verses, the song mourns the loss of innocence and joy in the music of that era.

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Every issue, TG prints the chords a,nd lyrics only to a, well' loved sorrg', in a ha,ndy single-sheet forma,t' The chords a,re a,ligrred with the words, which means you don't need' to rea,d music or even follow ba,rlines. IIIhen sections a,re repea,ted', we've printed lyrics only - use the sa,me chords'
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A long long tlms ago . I ean still remembet how thet mwic used to make me smile

Ard I know if I had my chance . Th*t I could make thGe people

dance

And mybe they'd be happy for a while.

Now fol ten years we've been oE c:_ : -And moss grows lat on a rollin sr:1. But that's not how it used to be When the jesler sang for lhe X'Ei a: . h a coat he bouowed flom Jme. >; And a voice rhat cm fro,n Jou d: : Oh. and while the Klng was lmk=i : . The Jester stole his thorny croca The courtroon wrs adiourned No verdict wes returned And whlle Lsnnon read a book of ]LThe quartet practised in tlre puk And we sang dilges tr the dak The day the music dted (We sere .:-ji

But February mede me shiver . With every paper I'al dellver ' B&d lews ou the d@rstep

I couldn't take ole mee step

Helter Skelter in a sulrmer sselr.: fre Byrds flew offwith a fallout s:.--'Eight miles high and fauing fast It landed foul o[t on the gass The players tried for a foreard pss With the jester on the sidelires E : :',Now the half-time air was sueet p.---. mile the Sergeants played a ffi::.: 'We aU got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take ti. : - : The marching band retused to rit: Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died (we stan.: . j - - .
Oh, md there we were all in one pl::* A generation Lost in Space Wtth no time reft to stat agaiu So come on, Jack be ntmble. JacL b :Jack Flash sat on a cendlestick 'Cause tue is the Devtl's only fliela Oh, atrd as I watched htm on th sta!! My hends were clenched ir fists oI::ir No mgel boril tn hell Could break that Satu's spell And as the flames climbed rrigh

I can't remeDber tf I

Grted

. When I read about hts widowed bride . But somethirg toEched me d@p inside

T'he d&y the muslc dled

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So bye.bye, Mi3s

America! Ple . Drove my

ChevJr to the

le!@ ' But the lev@

w&6 dry

ADd them good

old boys were driDkiD' whiskey 4!d rye

lnto the night

Sing'in' thts'Il bG tbe day thst I die . Thi6'U be tbe dsy that I die

To light the sacrificar I Eaw Satil laughing

rite with delight The day the milstc died (He was sEi-=:

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Did yon wite the b@k of love . And do you h&ve faith i! God abovF ' If the Bible tells you so

I met a girr who sang the brues And I asked her fo! some happy Des But she just sdled and turred asal' I went down to the sacred store ffierc I'd hedd the musi yeus bei:r: But the mm there sald the music wo[Itu't play And in tbe streets the children screE: The lovers cried, and the poets &e.c-: dence real slow
But not a word was spoken The church bells all were brokeD And the three men I admile most The Fathet Son and the Holy Ghost They ceught the last train for the co--The day the music dted (And they were sinsing)

Do you belleve

i[ r@k 'n' roll . Cu mualc save your nortel rcrI . And cu yfl te*h me how to

Well, I

klow that you'r lr lsve witJr him .

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I saw you duci[' in the gym . You both Btcked off your st@a

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But I kDew I wes out of luck . The day iho music died

I startd sing"ln'

They were singirg bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the revee But the levee uas &y Them good old boys we}e drinktng whiskey dd rye Stngtn' this'U be the day that I die

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