Bye, Bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Then good old boys were drinking whiskie and rye
Singing "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?
Now do you believe in rock'n roll?
Can music save your moral soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well I know that you are in love with him
Cause I saw you dancing in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I die those rynthm'n blues
I was a lonely teenager bromin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pick-up truck
But knew that I was out of luck
The day the music die
I started singing...
Bye, Bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Then good old boys were drinking whiskie and rye
Singing "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 groups 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 courtoon was adtourned
No veredict was returned
And while Lennon read a book of Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang diviges in the dark
The day the music die
We were singing...
Bye, Bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Then good old boys were drinking whiskie and rye
Singing "This'll be the day that I die,
This'll be the day that I die"
Just Louis