A --o-E ----C ----G ----A ----E o---C ----G -o--A -o--E --o-C -o--G ----A ----E ----C ----G -o--A o---E ----C ----G ---- D Dsus2 Dsus4A ---- A ---- A ----E -o-- E ---- E --o-C -o-- C -o-- C -o--G -o-- G -o-- G -o--D - DUDDsus2 - UDD - UDDsus4 - UDD - UDDsus2 - UDD - UDU G D EmA long, long time ago, Am C Em C DI can still remember how that music used to make me smile G D EmAnd I know if I had my chance, Am C That I could make those people dance Em C Dand maybe they'd be happy for a while Em Am Em AmBut February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliverC G Am C DBad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step G D Em Am7 DI can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed brideG D Em CSomething touched me deep inside C D7 G C GThe day the music died G C G DSo bye, bye Miss American Pie G C G DDrove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry G C G DAnd them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Em/ A7/Singin' this will be the day that I die, Em D7this will be the day that I dieG Am Did you write the book of love C Am Em DAnd do you have faith in god above, if the bible tells you so?G D EmDo you believe in rock and roll Am7 C Can music save your mortal soul and can Em A7 Dyou teach me how to dance real slow? Em D Well I know that you're in love with him Em D'cuz I saw you dancin' in the gym C G A7 You both kicked off your shoes, C D7man I dig those rhythm and blues G D Em I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck with a Am Cpink carnation and a pickup truck G D Em C But I knew I was out of luck the day D7 G C Gthe music died, I started singin' G C G DSo bye, bye Miss American Pie G C G DDrove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry G C G DAnd them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Em A7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Em D7this will be the day that I die G Am Now for ten years we've been on our own, C Am and moss grows fat on a rolling stone Em Dbut that's not how it used to be G D EmWhen the jester sang for the king and queen Am7 C in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in Em A7 Da voice that came from you and me Em D And while the king was looking down, Em Dthe jester stole his thorny crown C G A7 C D7The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned G D Em And while Lenin read a book on Marx, Am Cthe quartet practiced in the park G D Em And we sang dirges in the dark the C D7 G C Gday the music died, we were singin' G C G DSo bye, bye Miss American Pie G C G DDrove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry G C G DAnd them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Em A7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Em D7this will be the day that I dieG AmHelter skelter in a summer swelterC Am the birds flew off with a fallout shelter, Em Deight miles high and fallin' fast G D EmIt landed foul on the grass Am7 C the players tried for a forward pass, Em A7 Dwith the jester on the sidelines in a cast Em D Now at halftime there was sweet perfume, Em Dwhile sergeants played a marching tuneC G A7 C D7We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance G D Em 'Cuz the players tried to take the field, Am Cthe marching band refused to yield G D Em Do you recall what was the feel the C D7 G C Gday the music died, we started singin' G C G DSo bye, bye Miss American Pie G C G DDrove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry G C G DAnd them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Em A7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Em D7this will be the day that I die G AmAnd there we were all in one place, C Am Em Da generation lost in space, with no time left to start again G D Em So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Am7 CJack Flash sat on a candle Em A7 Dstick, 'cuz fire is the devil's only friend Em D And as I watched him on the stage, Em Dmy hands were clenched in fists of rage C G A7 C D7No angel born in Hell could bread that Satan's spell G D Em And as the flames climbed high into the night to Am Clight the sacrificial rite G D Em C I saw Satan laughing with delight the day the D7 G C Gmusic died, he was singin' G C G DSo bye, bye Miss American Pie G C G DDrove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry G C G DAnd them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Em A7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, Em D7this will be the day that I die G D EmI met a girl who sang the blues Am C And I asked her for some happy news, Em Dbut she just smiled and turned away G D EmI went down to the sacred store Am C Where I'd heard the music years before, Em Cbut the man there said the music Dwouldn't play Em Am But in the streets the children screamed, Em Amthe lovers cried and the poets dreamed C G Am C DBut not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken G D Em And the three men I admire most, Am7 C D7the Father, Son, and the Holy GhostG D Em They caught the last train for the coast the Am7 D7 Gday the music died,D7And they were singin' G C G DSo bye, bye Miss American Pie G C G DDrove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry G C G DAnd them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye C D7 G C GSingin' this will be the day that I die.