Bye, bye
Bye, bye
I started singing
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And good old boys were drinking Whisky and Rye
Singing 'This will be the day that I die
This will 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 so
And do you believe in Rock 'n' Roll
Can music save your mortal soul
Then you can teach me how to dance real slow
Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
And I dig those Rythm 'n' Blues
I was a lonely teenage broncking buck
With a pink carnation and a pick-up truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singing
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And good old boys were drinking Whisky and Rye
Singing 'This will be the day that I die
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And good old boys were drinking Whisky and Rye
Singing 'This will be the day that I die
Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he'd borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me
And while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lenin read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang verses in the dark
The day the music died
We were singing
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And good old boys were drinking Whisky and Rye
Singing 'This will be the day that I die
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And good old boys were drinking Whisky and Rye
Singing 'This will be the day that I die
Bye, bye
bye, bye
Bye, bye
I started singing
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And good old boys were drinking Whisky and Rye
Singing 'This will be the day that I die
This will 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 so
And do you believe in Rock 'n' Roll
Can music save your mortal soul
Then you can teach me how to dance real slow
Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
And I dig those Rythm 'n' Blues
I was a lonely teenage broncking buck
With a pink carnation and a pick-up truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singing
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And good old boys were drinking Whisky and Rye
Singing 'This will be the day that I die
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And good old boys were drinking Whisky and Rye
Singing 'This will be the day that I die
Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he'd borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me
And while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lenin read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang verses in the dark
The day the music died
We were singing
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And good old boys were drinking Whisky and Rye
Singing 'This will be the day that I die
Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And good old boys were drinking Whisky and Rye
Singing 'This will be the day that I die
Bye, bye
bye, bye