A long, long time ago, i can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And i knew if i'd had my chance that I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a while
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
So bye bye miss american pie
Drove my shevy to the levy but the levy was dry
And good old boys were drinking whisky 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 did you have faith in God above, if the bible tells you so
and do you believ 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, coz I saw you dancing in the gym, you both kicked off your shoes and digged those rhythimic blues
I was a lonely teenage drunken boy, with a pink carnation and a pick-up truck, but i knew i was outts luck the day the music died
I started singing
bye bye miss american pie
Drove my shevy to the levy but the levy was dry
And good old boys were drinking whisky 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 grows fat on a rolling stone
