Verse 1
A [G]long, [D/F#]long [Em7]time ago,
[Am]I can still [C]remember how that [Em]music used to make me [D]smile
And [G]I knew [D/F#]if I [Em7]had my chance,
That [Am]I could make those [C]people dance and [Em]maybe they'd be [C]happy for a [D]while
But [Em]February [Am]made me shiver, [Em]with every paper [Am]I'd deliver
[C]Bad news [G]on the [Am]doorstep, I [C]couldn't take one more [D]step
I [G]can't [D/F#]remember if I [Em]cried when I [Am7]read about his [D]widowed bride
[G]Something [D]touched me [Em]deep inside
The [C]day the [D7]music [G]died
Chorus
So [G]bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin' [Em]this will be the day that I [A7]die, [Em]this will be the day that I [D7]die
Verse2
[G]Did you write the [Am]book of love
And do [C]you have faith in [Am]god above, [Em]if the bible [D]tells you so?
[G]Do you [D/F#]believe in [Em]rock and roll
Can [Am7]music save your [C]mortal soul [Em]and can you teach me [A7]how to dance [D]real slow?
Well I [Em]know that you're in [D]love with him 'cuz I [Em]saw you dancin' [D]in the gym
You [C]both kicked [G]off your [A7]shoes, man I [C]dig those rhythm and [D7]blues
I was a [G]lonely [D/F#]teenage [Em]broncin' buck with a [Am]pink carnation and a [C]pickup truck
But [G]I knew [D/F#]I was [Em]out of luck the [C]day the [D7]music [G] [C]died, I [G]started singin'
Chorus
[G]Bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin' [Em]this will be the day that I [A7]die, [Em]this will be the day that I [D7]die
Verse3
Now for [G]ten years we've been [Am]on our own,
and [C]moss grows fat on a [Am]rolling stone [Em]but that's not how it [D]used to be
When the [G]jester [D/F#]sang for the [Em]king and queen
in a [Am7]coat he borrowed [C]from James Dean in a [Em]voice that came [A7]from you and [D]me
Oh, and [Em]while the king was [D]looking down, the [Em]jester stole his [D]thorny crown
The [C]courtroom [G]was [A7]adjourned, no [C]verdict was [D7]returned
And while [G]Lennon [D/F#]read a [Em]book on Marx, the [Am]quartet [C]practiced in the park
And [G]we sang [D/F#]dirges [Em]in the dark the [C]day the [D7]music [G]died, [C]we [G]were singin'
Chorus
[G]Bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin' [Em]this will be the day that I [A7]die, [Em]this will be the day that I [D7]die
Verse4
[G]Helter skelter in a [Am]summer swelter
[C]the birds flew off with [Am]a fallout shelter, [Em]eight miles high and [D]fallin' fast
It [G]landed [D/F#]foul [Em]on the grass
the [Am7]players tried for a [C]forward pass, [Em]with the jester on the [A7]sidelines in a [D]cast
Now the [Em]half-time air was [D]sweet perfume, while [Em]sergeants played a [D]marching tune
[C]We all got [G]up to [A7]dance, but [C]we never got the [D7]chance
'Cuz the [G]players [D/F#]tried to [Em]take the field, the [Am]marching band [C]refused to yield
Do [G]you [D/F#]recall what [Em]was revealed the [C]day the [D7]music died[G], [C] [G]we started singin'
Chorus
[G]Bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin' [Em]this will be the day that I [A7]die, [Em]this will be the day that I [D7]die
Verse5
And [G]there we were all [Am]in one place,
a [C]generation [Am]lost in space, [Em]with no time left to [D]start again
So come on [G]Jack be [D/F#]nimble, [Em]Jack be quick, [Am7]Jack Flash sat on a [C]candle
stick, [Em]'cuz fire is the [A7]devil's only [D]friend
And [Em]as I watched him [D]on the stage, my [Em]hands were clenched in [D]fists of rage
No [C]angel [G]born in [A7]Hell could [C]break that Satan's [D7]spell
And as the [G]flames [D/F#]climbed high [Em]into the night to [Am]light the [C]sacrificial rite
I saw [G]Satan [D/F#]laughing with [Em]delight the [C]day the [D7]music [G]died [C], [G]he was singin'
Chorus
[G]Bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin' [Em]this will be the day that I [A7]die, [Em]this will be the day that I [D7]die
Verse6
I [G]met a [D/F#]girl who [Em]sang the blues
And I [Am]asked her for some [C]happy news, but [Em]she just smiled and [D]turned away
I [G]went [D/F#]down to the [Em]sacred store
Where [Am]I'd heard the [C]music years before, but [Em]the man there said [C]the music
wouldn't [D]play
But [Em]in the streets the [Am]children screamed, the [Em]lovers cried and the [Am]poets dreamed
But [C]not a [G]word was [Am]spoken, the [C]church bells all were [D]broken
And the [G]three [D/F#]men I [Em]admire most, the [Am7]Father, [C]Son, and the [D7]Holy Ghost
[G]They caught [D/F#]the last train [Em]for the coast the [Am7]day the [D7]music [G]died,
N.C.
And they were singin'
Chorus
[G]Bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin' [Em]this will be the day that I [A7]die, [Em]this will be the day that I [D7]die
They were singin' [G]bye, [C]bye Miss [G]American [D]Pie
Drove my [G]Chevy to the [C]levy but the [G]levy was [D]dry
And them [G]good old [C]boys were drinkin' [G]whiskey and [D]rye
Singin' [C]this will be the [D7]day that I [G] [C] [G]die.