A long long time ago
I can still remember
How that music
used to make me smile
And I knew
if I had my chance
That I could make
those people dance
And maybe they'd be
happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried
When I read
about his widowed bride
But something touched me
deep inside
The day the music died
So bye-bye
Miss American pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
Them good old boys
were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day
that I die
This'll 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
And can you teach me
how to dance real slow
Well I know
that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw
you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked
off your shoes
Man I dig those
rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage
broncin' buck
With a pink carnation
and a pickup truck
But I knew
I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin'
Bye-bye Miss American pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
Them good old boys
were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day
that I die
This'll be the day
that I die
Now for ten years
We've been on our own
And moss grows
fat on a rollin' stone
But that's not how
it used to be
When the jester sang
for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed
from James Dean
And a voice
that came from you and me
Oh and while the king
was looking down
The jester stole
his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lennon
read a book of Marx
The quartet
practiced in the park
And we sang dirges
in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin'
Bye-bye Miss American pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
Them good old boys
were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day
that I die
This'll be the day
that I die