American Pie E|-------------------------|[Verse]G D Em7 A long, long time ago,Am C Em D I can still remember how that music used to make me smileG D Em7 And I know if I had my chance,Am C Em C D That I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a whileEm Am Em Am But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliverC G Am C D Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more stepG D Em Am7 D I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed brideG D Em Something touched me deep insideC D7 G C G The day the music died [Chorus]G C G D So bye, bye Miss American PieG C G D Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeEm A7 Em D7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die [Verse]G Am Did you write the book of loveC Am Em D And do you have faith in god above, if the bible tells you so?G D Em Do you believe in rock and rollAm7* C Em A7 D Can music save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to dance real slow?Em D Em D Well I know that you're in love with him 'cuz I saw you dancin' in the gymC G A7 C D7 You both kicked off your shoes, man I dig those rhythm and bluesG D Em Am C I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck with a pink carnation and a pickup truckG D Em C D7 G C G But I knew I was out of luck the day the music died, I started singin' [Verse]G D Em I met a girl who sang the bluesAm C Em D And I asked her for some happy news, but she just smiled and turned awayG D Em I went down to the sacred store(G) (Am) (G) (C) (Em)Am C Em C Where I'd heard the music years before, but the man there said the musicD wouldn't playEm Am Em Am But in the streets the children screamed, the lovers cried and the poets dreamedC G Am C D But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken(G)G D Em Am7 C D7 And the three men I admire most, the Father, Son, and the Holy GhostG D Em Am7 D7 G They caught the last train for the coast the day the music died,D7 And they were singin' [Final Chorus]G C G D So bye, bye Miss American PieG C G D Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dryG C G D And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and ryeC D7 G C G Singin' this will be the day that I die
American Pie
Garth Brooks
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