Sally Yeh: The Effervescent Queen of Pop
American Pie
G Don McLean GDon McLean
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 awhile.
But February made me shiver
With every paper I delivered.
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.
Did you write The Book of Love?
And do you have faith in God above
If The Bible tells you so?
Oh, 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 singing...
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinking whiskey & rye
Singing "This will 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 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
And a voice that came from you and me,
Oh, and while the King was looking down,
The Jester stole his thorny crown
The court room was adjourned
No verdict was returned.
And while Lenin read a book on Marx,
The quartet practised in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.
We started singing...
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