American Pie Don McLean
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Chords:
G [E]3 [A]2 [D]0 [G]0 [B]0 [E]3
D/F# 2 0 0 2 3 2
Em 0 2 2 0 0 0
Am 0 0 2 2 1 0
C 0 3 2 0 1 0
D 0 0 0 2 3 2
Dsus 0 0 0 2 3 3
D(9) 0 0 0 2 3 0
A7 0 0 2 0 2 0
C/B 0 2 0 0 1 0
Am7 0 0 2 0 1 0
Verse 1/Intro
A [G]long, [D/F#]long [Em]time ago...
[Am]I can still re[C]member
How that [Em]music used to make me s[D]mile. [Dsus4] [D] [D(9)] [D]
[G] And I knew if[D/F#] I had[Em] my chance
[Am]That I could make those p[C]eople dance
And, [Em]maybe, theyā??[A7]d be happy for a[D] while[Dsus4]. [D] [D(9)] [D]
But [Em]february m[Am]ade me shiver
[Em]With every paper Iā?[Am]?d deliver.
[C]Bad news on[C/B] the door[Am]step;
I [C]couldnā??t take one mor[D]e step.
I [G]canā??t [D/F#]remember i[Em]f I cried
When I re[C]ad about his widow[D]ed bride,
But [G]something to[D/F#]uched me deep [Em]inside
The [C]day the mu[D]sic di[G]ed.
Chorus
So [G]bye-[C]bye, miss america[G]n pie. [D]
Drove my ch[G]evy to the le[C]vee,
But the [G]levee was [D]dry.
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkinā?[G]? whiskey an[D]d rye
Singinā??, [Em]"thisā??ll be the day that I die.[A7]
Em D D (9 fr.) D Dsus4 D D(9) D
"thisā??ll be the day that I die."
Verse 2
[G] Did you write the boo[Am7]k of love,
And do y[C]ou have fai[C/B]th in God abo[Am7]ve,
[Em] If the Bi[D]ble tells you so? [D] [Dsus4] [D] [D(9)] [D]
Do [G]you be[D/F#]lieve in roc[Em]k ā??n roll,
Can [Am7]music save yo[C]ur mortal soul,
And [Em]can you teach me how t[A7]o dance real slow[D]?
Well, I kn[Em]ow that youā??re in love [D]with him
`cause I sa[Em]w you dancinā?? in th[D]e gym.
You [C]both ki[C/B]cked off your shoes[Am7].
Man, I di[C]g those rhythm and bl[D]ues.
I was a lo[G]nely tee[D/F#]nage bronci[Em]nā?? buck
With a [C]pink carnation and a [D]pickup truck,
But [G]I knew I [D/F#]was ou[Em]t of luck
The [C]day the [D]music [G]died. [C]
Chorus
[G]I started si[D]nginā??,
[G]bye-[C]bye, miss ameri[G]can pie[D].
Drove my ch[G]evy to the le[C]vee,
But the [G]levee was [D]dry.
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkinā?[G]? whiskey an[D]d rye
And Singinā??, [Em]"thisā??ll be the day that I die. [A7]
Em D D (9 fr.) D Dsus4 D D(9) D
"thisā??ll be the day that I die."
Verse 3
Now [G]for ten years weā??ve bee[Am7]n on our own
And [C]moss grows fa[C/B]t on a rolli[Am]nā?? stone,
But [Em]thatā??s not how i[D]t used to be.
When the je[G]ster san[D/F#]g for the[Em] king and queen,
In a [Am7]coat he borrowed from ja[C]mes dean
Em A7 D D (9 fr.) D Dsus4 D D(9) D
And a voice that came from you and me,
Verse 4
Oh, and [Em]while the king was looki[D]ng down,
The [Em]jester stole his [D]thorny crown.
[C]The [C/B]courtroom[Am] was adjourned;
[C]No verdict was [D]returned.
And while Le[G]nnon rea[D/F#]d a boo[Em]k on Marx,
The q[C]uartet [D]kept practice in the park,
And [G]we sang di[D/F#]rges in th[Em]e dark
The [C]day the [D]music die[G]d. [C]
Chorus
[G] We were si[D]nging,
[G]bye-[C]bye, miss ameri[G]can pie[D].
Drove my ch[G]evy to the le[C]vee,
But the [G]levee was [D]dry.
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkinā?[G]? whiskey an[D]d rye
And Singinā??, [Em]"thisā??ll be the day that I die. [A7]
Em D D (9 fr.) D Dsus4 D D(9) D
"thisā??ll be the day that I die."
Verse 5
[G]Helter skelter in a [Am7]summer swelter.
The [C]birds flew of[C/B]f with a fallo[Am]ut shelter,
[Em]Eight miles high and [D]falling fast.
It [G]landed f[D/F#]oul on t[Em]he grass.
The p[Am7]layers tried for a forward p[C]ass,
With the je[Em]ster on the side[A7]lines in a ca[D]st. [Dsus4] [D] [D(9)] [D]
Verse 6
Now the ha[Em]lf-time air was sweet [D]perfume
While the se[Em]rgeants played a ma[D]rching tune.
We [C]all got [C/B]up to [Am]dance,
Oh, but we [C]never got the [D]chance!
As the [G]players tri[D/F#]ed to tak[Em]e the field;
The [C]marching band [D]refused to yield.
[G]Do you re[D/F#]call what was r[Em]evealed
The [C]day the [D]music die[G]d? [C]
Chorus
[G]We started s[D]inging,
[G]bye-[C]bye, miss ameri[G]can pie[D].
Drove my ch[G]evy to the le[C]vee,
But the [G]levee was [D]dry.
Them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkinā?[G]? whiskey an[D]d rye
And Singinā??, [Em]"thisā??ll be the day that I die. [A7]
Em D D (9 fr.) D Dsus4 D D(9) D
"thisā??ll be the day that I die."
Verse 7
Oh, and th[G]ere we were al[Am7]l in one place,
[C]A [C/B]generation lo[Am]st in space
[Em]With no time left [D]to start again.
So come on: jack[G] be nimbl[D/F#]e, jack be[Em] quick!
[Am7]Jack flash sat on a candlesti[C]ck
[Em]Cause fire is the [A7]devilā??s only friend. [D] [Dsus4] [D] [D(9)] [D]
Verse 8
Oh, [Em]and as I watched him [D]on the stage
My [Em]hands were clenched in [D]fists of rage.
[C]No angel [C/B]born in hel[Am]l
Could [C]break that satanā??[D]s spell.
And as the fl[G]ames climbed hig[D/F#]h into the [Em]night
To [C]Fight the sacri[D]ficial lite,
[G]I saw [D/F#]satan laugh[Em]ing with delight
The [C]day the [D]music d[G]ied [C]
Chorus
[G]He was singi[D]ng,
[G]bye-[C]bye, miss ameri[G]can pie[D].
Drove my ch[G]evy to the le[C]vee,
But the [G]levee was [D]dry.
Them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkinā?[G]? whiskey an[D]d rye
And Singinā??, [Em]"thisā??ll be the day that I die. [A7]
[Em]"thisā??ll be the day that I die."[D] [D] [Dsus4] [D] [D(9)] [D]
Verse 9
[G]I met a gi[D/F#]rl who san[Em]g the blues
And I as[Am7]ked her for some happy ne[C]ws,
[Em]But she just smiled and turned away. [D] [Dsus4] [D] [D(9)] [D]
[G]I went do[D/F#]wn to the sac[Em]red store
Where Iā??[Am7]d heard the mus[C]ic years before,
But the [Am7]man there said the music wou[C]ldnā??t play. [D] [Dsus4] [D] [D(9)] [D]
Verse 10
And [Em]in the streets: the [Am]children screamed,
The [Em]lovers cried, and the [Am]poets dreamed.
But [C]not a [C/B]word w[Am7]as spoken;
The [C]church bells all were [D]broken.
And the [G]three men I [D/F#]admire[Em] most:
The [C]father, son, and the [D]holy ghost,
They [G]caught the la[D/F#]st train fo[Em]r the coast
The [C]day the [D]music died.
Chorus
And they were singing,
[G]bye-[C]bye, miss ameri[G]can pie[D].
Drove my ch[G]evy to the le[C]vee,
But the [G]levee was [D]dry.
And Them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkinā?[G]? whiskey an[D]d rye
Singinā??, [Em]"thisā??ll be the day that I die.[A7]
[Em]"thisā??ll be the day that I die."[D] [D] [Dsus4] [D] [D(9)] [D]
Chorus/Outro
[G]they were si[D]nging,
[G]bye-[C]bye, miss ameri[G]can pie[D].
Drove my ch[G]evy to the le[C]vee,
But the [G]levee was [D]dry.
Them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkinā?[G]? whiskey an[D]d rye
Singinā??, [C]"thisā??ll be th[D]e day that [G]I die.
[C]"thisā??ll be the da[D]y that I die[G]."
[C] [G]
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