| Song Name: | american pie (Complete lyrics) | By: | Don Mclean |
| Posted By: | bingharp | Difficulty: | Any |
| Key: | G | Genre: | Folk |
| Harp Type: | Diatonic | ||
| Created: | 2014-12-28 18:31:45 | Modified: | 2015-02-10 13:48:22 |
| Song: | 3 6 6 6 5 4 A long, long time a--go -5 -4 -5 -5 5 -4 4 -3 4 -3 4 -3 4 -3 3 I can still remember how that music used to make me smile 3 6 6 6 6 6 -6 4 4 -4 5 -5 5 -4 5 -5 And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance -4 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 5 -4 And maybe they'd be happy for a while -3" 5 5 5 5 -5 5 4 -4 5 5 5 5 5 -5 5 4 -3" But February made me shiver with every paper I'd deliver 4 4 4 -3 -3" 4 -4 4 -4 5 -6 6 5 Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step 5 -6 6 6 5 -5 5 4 -3 -3" -4 5 -5 5 -4 5 -4 I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride -3" 5 5 5 5 5 5 -4 4 -3" 4 -5 5 4 But something touched me deep inside the day the music died 3 6 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 -4 So bye, bye Miss American Pie 6 6 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 3 Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry -3" 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 -4 And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye 5 -4 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3 -3" -4 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3 -3" -3 Singing this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die 6 -6 6 6 6 -5 5 -4 5 -5 5 -5 5 -5 5 4 Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above 4 4 4 -3 4 -3 3 If the Bible tells you so? -6 6 -6 6 6 5 6 6 -6 5 6 -4 6 -5 5 -4 -5 Now do you believe in rock and roll? Can music save your mortal soul? 5 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 5 5 And can you teach me how to dance real slow? 5 -5 -6 5 5 5 -5 5 6 Well, I know that you're in love with him -5 5 -6 5 5 5 -5 5 6 'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym 5 -5 5 -4 4 5 You both kicked off your shoes 7 7 7 7 7 7 -8 -7 Man, I dig those rhythm and blues 8 7 -6 7 6 6 6 6 6 -6 I was a lonely teenage bronc'n' buck 5 5 -4 5 -5 5 -5 5 6 5 -4 With a pink carnation and a pickup truck 5 5 7 -6 6 6 6 5 But I knew I was out of luck 4 4 5 -5 5 4 The day the music died 6 6 6 -6 6 6 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 -4 I started singing bye, bye Miss American Pie 6 6 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 3 Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry -3" 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 -4 And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye 5 -4 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3 -3" -4 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3 -3" -3 Singing this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die -3" 6 -6 6 6 6 -5 5 -4 Now, for ten years we've been on our own 5 -5 5 -5 5 -5 5 4 -4 And moss grows fat on a rolling stone -3" 4 4 4 -3 4 -3 3 But that's not how it used to be -6 6 -6 6 6 5 6 6 -6 -6 When the jester sang for the king and queen 5 6 -4 -6 6 -5 5 -4 -5 In a coat he borrowed from James Dean 5 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 5 And a voice that came from you and me 5 -5 -6 5 5 5 -5 5 6 Oh, and while the king was looking down 5 -6 5 5 5 -5 5 6 The jester stole his thorny crown 5 -5 5 -4 4 5 The courtroom was adjourned 7 7 7 7 7 -8 -7 No verdict was returned 8 7 -6 7 6 6 6 6 -6 And while Lenin read a book on Marx 5 -5 5 -5 5 6 5 -4 The quartet practiced in the park 5 5 7 -6 6 6 6 5 And we sang dirges in the dark 4 4 5 -5 5 4 The day the music died 3 6 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 -4 So bye, bye Miss American Pie 6 6 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 3 Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry -3" 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 -4 And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye 5 -4 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3 -3" -4 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3 -3" -3 Singing this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die 6 -6 -6 6 6 6 -5 5 -4 -4 Helter skelter in the summer swelter 5 -5 -5 5 -5 5 -5 5 4 -4 The birds flew off with a fallout shelter 4 4 4 -3" 4 -3" 3 Eight miles high and falling fast 6 -6 6 6 5 6 6 -6 It landed foul on the grass 5 6 -4 6 -5 5 -4 -5 -5 The players tried for a forward pass 5 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 5 5 4 -4 With the jester on the sidelines in a cast 5 -5 -6 5 5 5 -5 5 6 Now the half time air was sweet perfume 5 -6 5 5 5 -5 5 6 While sergeants played a marching tune 5 -5 5 -4 4 5 We all got up to dance 7 7 7 7 7 7 -8 -7 Oh, but we never got the chance 8 7 -6 7 6 6 6 6 6 -6 'Cause the players tried to take the field 5 5 -4 5 -5 5 -5 5 6 The marching band refused to yield 5 -4 5 5 7 -6 6 6 5 Do you recall what was revealed 4 4 5 -5 5 4 The day the music died? 6 6 6 -6 6 6 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 -4 I started singing bye, bye Miss American Pie 6 6 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 3 Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry -3" 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 -4 And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye 5 -4 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3 -3" -4 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3 -3" -3 Singing this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die 6 -6 -6 6 6 6 -5 5 -4 -4 5 -5 -5 5 -5 5 -5 Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space 4 4 4 -3" 4 -3" 3 -3 With no time left to start again 5 4 -4 6 -6 6 6 5 6 -6 So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick 5 6 -4 6 -5 5 -4 -5 5 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3" 5 5 4 -4 Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'cause fire is the devil's only friend 5 -5 -6 5 5 5 -5 5 6 Oh, and as I watched him on the stage 5 -6 5 5 5 -5 5 6 My hands were clenched in fists of rage 5 -5 5 -4 4 5 No angel born in hell 7 7 7 7 -8 -7 Could break that Satan's spell 8 7 -6 7 6 6 6 6 6 -6 And as the flames climbed high into the night 5 -5 -4 -5 5 -5 5 6 To light the sacrificial rite 5 -4 5 5 7 -6 6 6 5 I saw Satan laughing with delight 4 4 5 -5 5 4 The day the music died 6 6 -6 6 6 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 -4 He was singing bye, bye Miss American Pie 6 6 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 3 Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry -3" 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 -4 And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye 5 -4 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3 -3" -4 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3 -3" -3 Singing this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die 6 6 6 6 6 6 5 5 I met a girl who sang the blues -4 5 -5 5 -5 5 -5 4 And I asked her for some happy news -3 4 4 4 -3 4 -3 3 But she just smiled and turned a-way 6 6 6 6 5 6 -6 5 I went down to the sacred store 4 4 -4 5 -5 5 -4 5 -5 Where I'd heard the music years before 5 -4 4 -3" 4 -3 4 -3" 4 -3" 5 But the man there said the music wouldn't play -4 5 5 5 5 -5 5 -4 And in the streets the children screamed -3" 5 5 5 5 5 -5 5 4 The lovers cried and the poets dreamed -2" 4 4 4 -3 -3" 4 But not a word was spoken -3" 4 -4 5 -6 6 5 The church bells all were broken 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 5 And the three men I admire most 4 -4 5 -5 5 5 -4 5 6 The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost -5 5 5 5 5 5 5 3 They caught the last train for the coast 4 -3" 5 -5 5 4 The day the music died 3 6 6 -6 6 6 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 -4 And they were singing bye, bye Miss American Pie 6 6 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 3 Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry -3" 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 -4 And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye 5 -4 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3 -3" -4 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3 -3" -3 Singing this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die 6 6 -6 6 6 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 -4 They were singing, bye, bye Miss American Pie 6 6 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 3 Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry -3" 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5 5 5 -4 4 -4 And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye 5 -4 4 -3" 4 -3" 4 -3 -3" -4 -5 5 -4 4 -3 -3" -3 4 Singing this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die |
