American Pie Don McLean
Tabbed by Todd Christensen
American Pie ? Don McClean 140 BPM
A [G]long, [D]long [Em7]time ago,
Am C Em D (strum)
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And [G]I know [D]if I [Em7]had my chance,
That [Am]I could make those [C]people dance and [Em]maybe they'd be [C]happy for a while[D] [Dsus4] [D] [Dsus2] [D]
[Em] But February [Am]made me shiver, [Em]with every paper [Am]I'd deliver
[C]Bad news [G]on the [Am]doorstep, I [C]couldn't take one [D]more step
I [G]can't re[D]member [Em]if I cried when I [Am7]read about his [D]widowed bride
[G]Something [D]touched me [Em]deep inside
The [C]day the [D7]music [G]died
So [G]bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin' [Em]this will be the day that I [A7]die, [Em]this will be the day that I [D7]die[Dsus4] [D] [Dsus2] [D]
[G] Did you write the [Am]book of love
And do [C]you have faith in [Am]god above, [Em] if the bible [D]tells you so?[Dsus4] [D] [Dsus2] [D]
[G] Do you believe in [Em]rock and roll
Can [Am7]music save your[C] mortal soul and can [Em]you teach me how to [A7]dance real [D]slow?[Dsus4] [D] [Dsus2] [D]
Well I [Em]know that you're in [D]love with him 'cuz I [Em]saw you dancin' [D]in the gym
You [C]both kicked [G]off your [A7]shoes, man I [C]dig those rhythm and [D7]blues
I was a [G]lonely [D]teenage [Em]broncin' buck with a [Am]pink carnation and a [C]pickup truck
But [G]I knew [D]I was [Em]out of luck the [C]day the [D7]music [G]died,[C] [G] I started singin'
[G]Bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin' [Em]this will be the day that I [A7]die, [Em]this will be the day that I [D7]die
Now for [G]ten years we've been [Am]on our own,
and [C]moss grows fat on a [Am]rolling stone but [Em]that's not how it used to [D]be
When the j[G]ester s[D]ang for the [Em]king and queen
in a [Am7]coat he borrowed [C]from James Dean in a [Em]voice that came from [A7]you and [D]me[Dsus4] [D] [Dsus2] [D]
And [Em]while the king was[D] looking down, the [Em]jester stole his [D]thorny crown
The [C]courtroom [G]was ad[A7]journed, no [C]verdict was re[D7]turned
And while [G]Lenin [D]read a [Em]book on Marx, the [Am]quartet practiced[C] in the park
And [G]we sang d[D]irges [Em]in the dark the [C]day the mu[D7]sic die[G]d, [C] [G] we were singin'
So [G]bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin' [Em]this will be the day that I [A7]die, [Em]this will be the day that I [D7]die[Dsus4] [D] [Dsus2] [D]
[G]Helter skelter [Am]in a summer swelter
the [C]birds flew off with a [Am]fallout shelter,[Em] eight miles high a[D]nd fallin' fast[Dsus4] [D] [Dsus2] [D]
It [G]landed [D]foul [Em]on the grass
the [Am7]players tried for a [C]forward pass, [Em]with the jester on the [A7]sidelines in a [D]cas[Dsus4]t[D] [Dsus2] [D]
Now at [Em]halftime there was [D]sweet perfume, while [Em]sergeants played a [D]marching Tune
[C]We all got [G]up to dan[A7]ce, but [C]we never got the [D7]chance
'Cuz the [G]players [D]tried to [Em]take the field, the [Am]marching band re[C]fused to yield
Do y[G]ou re[D]call what [Em]was the feel the [C]day the [D7]music [G]died,[C] [G] we started singin'
So [G]bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin' [Em]this will be the day that I [A7]die, [Em]this will be the day that I [D7]die[Dsus4] [D] [Dsus2] [D]
And [G]there we were all [Am]in one place,
a [C]generation [Am]lost in space, [Em]with no time left to [D]start again[Dsus4] [D] [Dsus2] [D]
So come on [G]Jack be [D]nimble, [Em]Jack be quick, [Am7]Jack Flash sat on a [C]candle
stick, [Em]'cuz fire is the [A7]devil's only [D]friend[Dsus4] [D] [Dsus2] [D]
And a[Em]s I watched him [D]on the stage, my [Em]hands were clenched in [D]fists of rage
No [C]angel [G]born in [A7]Hell could [C]bread that Satan's [D7]spell
And as the [G]flames climbed [D]high in[Em]to the night to [Am]light the sacri[C]ficial rite
I saw [G]Satan [D]laughing [Em]with delight the [C]day the [D7]music [G]died,[C] [G] he was singin'
[G]bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin' [Em]this will be the day that I [A7]die, [Em]this will be the day that I [D7]die
I [G]met a [D]girl who [Em]sang the blues
And [Am]I asked her for some [C]happy news, but [Em]she just smiled and turned a[D]way
I [G]went down [D]to the [Em]sacred store
Where I'd [Am]heard the music [C]years before, but the [Em]man there said the [C]music
wouldn't [D]play
But [Em]in the streets the [Am]children screamed, the [Em]lovers cried and the [Am]poets dreamed
But [C]not a [G]word was [Am]spoken, the [C]church bells all were [D]broken
And the [G]three men [D]I ad[Em]mire most, the [Am7]Father, [C]Son, and the [D7]Holy Ghost
They [G]caught the [D]last train [Em]for the coast the [Am7]day the [D7]music [G]died,
And they were singin'
[G]Bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin' [Em]this will be the day that I [A7]die, [Em]this will be the day that I [D7]die[Dsus4] [D] [Dsus2] [D]
they were singin'
[G]Bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin' [C]this will be the [D7]day that I [G]die[C] [G]
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