American Pie

Bye bye miss american pie

Drove my chevy to the levy

But the levy was dry

And good old boys were drinking whiskey 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

Now do you believe in rock n´ roll

And can music save your mortal soul

And can it teach me how to dance real slow

Well I know that your in love with him

Cause I saw you dancing in the gym

You both kicked off your shoes

And I did Gods rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage brock of luck

With a great carnation and a pick up truck

But i knew that I was out of luck

The day the music died

I started singing

Bye bye miss american pie

Drove my chevy to the levy

But the levy was dry

And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

singing

This will be the day that I die

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 borrowed from James Dean

In 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 Lennon read a book on 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 levy

But the levy was dry

And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

singing

This will be the day that I die

This will be the day that I die