GA longD, F#lonEmg time agoAm, I can still Cremember
How that Emmusic used to make me Dsmile
And GI knew F#if I Emhad my chance
That AmI could make those Cpeople dance
And Emmaybe they'd be Chappy for a whileD
EmBut February Ammade me shiver, Emwith every paper AmI'd deliver
CBad news G6on Bthe Amdoorstep, I Emcouldn't take one Dmore step
I Gcan't rememDbeF#r if EmI cried, when I Cread about his wiDdowed bride
But Gsomething DtoF#uched me deep Eminside the Cday the muDsic Gdied
So Gbye, Cbye Miss AGmerican PieD
Drove my GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was dDry
Them Ggood old boys Cwere drinking Gwhiskey and ryeD
Singing Emthis'll be the day that I dieA7
EmThis'll be the day that I D7die
GDid you write the Ambook of love
And do you Chave faith in AmGod above
EmIf the Bible tDells you so?
Now do yoGu belieDve F#in Emrock and roll?
Can Ammusic save your Cmortal soul?
And Emcan you teach me A7how to dance reDal slow?
Well, I Emknow that you're in Dlove with him
'Cause I Emsaw you dancing Din the gym
You Cboth kicked Goff your shoAmes
Man, I Cdig those rhythm and bluDes
I was a Glonely teenDagF#e bEmroncin' buck
With a Ampink carnation and a Cpickup truck
But GI knew DI F#was out Emof luck
The day Cthe muDsic diedG
I started singing bye, Gbye CMiss AmeGrican Pie DroD
ve my GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was dDry
Them Ggood old boys Cwere drinking Gwhiskey and ryeD
Singing Emthis'll be the day that I A7die
EmThis'll be the day that I D7die
Now, for Gten years we've been Amon our own
And moss Cgrows fat on Ama rolling stone
But Emthat's not how it Dused to be
When the Gjester sang F#for the Emking and queen
In a Amcoat he borrowed from CJames Dean
And a Emvoice that caA7me from you and mDe
Oh, and Emwhile the king was Dlooking down
The Emjester stole his Dthorny crown
The Ccourtroom was GadjoAmurned
NCo verdict was reDturned
And while GLenin DreF#ad a book Emon Marx
The Amquartet practiced Cin the park
And Gwe sang D'DF#irges EmIn The Dark'
The day Cthe muDsic diedG
We were singing bye, Gbye CMiss AmeGrican Pie DroD
ve my GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was dDry
Them Ggood old boys Cwere drinking Gwhiskey and ryeD
Singing Emthis'll be the day that I A7die
EmThis'll be the day that I D7die
GHelter skelter in Ama summer swelter
The birds Cflew off with a Amfallout shelter
EmEight miles high and Dfalling fast
GLanded foul Don F#the grEmass
The Amplayers tried for a Cforward pass
With the Emjester on the sideA7lines in a cDast
Now the Emhalf time air was Dsweet perfume
While Emsergeants played a Dmarching tune
We Call got Gup to daAmnce
Oh, but wCe never got the chDance
'Cause the Gplayers tried F#to take Emthe field
The marAmching band reCfused to yield
GDo you reDcall F#what was Emrevealed
The day Cthe muDsic died?G
We started singing bye, Gbye CMiss AmeGrican Pie DroD
ve my GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was dDry
Them Ggood old boys Cwere drinking Gwhiskey and ryeD
Singing Emthis'll be the day that I A7die
EmThis'll be the day that I D7die
Oh, and Gthere we were all Amin one place
A Cgeneration Amlost in space
With Emno time left to start Dagain
So come on GJack be DnimF#ble, JEmack be quick
AmJack Flash sat on a Ccandlestick
'Cause Emfire is the A7devil's only friDend
Oh, and Emas I watched him Don the stage
My Emhands were clenched in Dfists of rage
CNo angel Gborn in hellAm
Could Cbreak that Satan's spellD
And as the flames Gclimbed Dhigh F#into Emthe night
To light Amthe sacriCficial rite
I saw GSatan Dlaughing F#with deEmlight
The day Cthe muDsic diedG
He was singing bye, Gbye CMiss AmeGrican Pie DroD
ve my GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was dDry
Them Ggood old Cboys were drinGking whiskey and Drye
Singing Emthis'll be the day that I A7die
EmThis'll be the day that I D7die
GI met a Dgirl F#who sanEmg the blues
And AmI asked her for some Chappy news
But Emshe just smiled and Dturned away
GI went down F#to the saEmcred store
Where AmI'd heard the music Cyears before
But the Emman there said the Cmusic wouldn't Dplay
And Emin the streets the Amchildren screamed
The Emlovers cried and the Ampoets dreamed
CBut not a G6word Bwas spAmoken
The Cchurch bells all were broDken
And the Gthree men DI F#admire Emmost
The CFather, Son and the HoDly Ghost
GThey caught the Dlast F#train for Emthe coast
CThe day the Dmusic Gdied
And they were singing Gbye, Cbye Miss AGmerican PieD
Drove Gmy Chevy to Cthe levee but Gthe levee was dDry
Them Ggood old boys Cwere drinking Gwhiskey and ryeD
Singing Emthis'll be the day that I A7die
EmThis'll be the day that I D7die
They were singing, Gbye, Cbye Miss AGmerican PieD
Drove my GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was dryD
Them Ggood old boys Cwere drinking Gwhiskey and ryeD
Singing Cthis'll be the day Dthat I dieG